~ On The Radio ~ 57th Fic ~
Author: Spudacus
Length: Drabble/one-shot
Rating: U
Pairings: Jaejoong’s POV
Genre: memories
Summary: A song plays on the radio one day and Jaejoong remembers that it was ‘their’ song.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys, nor do they know I am writing this, even though i wish I did own them! lol! *dirty mind - drools*
On The Radio
I was just sitting here listening to the radio, one late summer’s afternoon. Sitting by the window, with my plastic blue notepad, a cup of steaming green tea with only the lone smart radio beside me and the singularly pretty orchid which sat neatly in the centre of the table I was sitting at was all I had for company.
Whilst sitting there, pondering life, love, the universe and what to have for dinner, suddenly, ‘our song’ started to emanate over the airwaves to me.
It has been 6 and a half months since you broke up with me, the day after my birthday.
I realised after a short time that I was re-living those short, too short days, which have gone and settled down somewhere in my memories.
A few silent and unsuspecting tears rolled down my tanned cheeks, a clear bitterly salty tasting fluid fell from my deep brown eyes which almost glowed and glistened in the orange sunlight, which spilled in through my window, lighting my pain.
I managed to hold back the threatening tide of tears, which threatened to engulf me if I was not careful.
I tried to sing along to the song which was playing on the radio…’it was always our song’…
I wonder though, do you ever think of me? What do you think? Do you remember it as being ‘our song’, do you remember me, do you remember ‘us’ even? I wonder sometimes, I do…
Do you ever dwell on me? On the feelings you once held for me?
The song finished its play, I still like it, it’s beautifully haunting lyrics and music, which reminded me of a lonely aria I once heard; still I like it even though I think of you whenever I hear it, I always will like the song.
You had said it reminded you of me and I you, so it became ‘our song’.
I move onto different avenues of thought as the song drifts away from my consciousness and into my memories until next time it plays on the radio.
It plays on, a new tune this time; I sing along if I know the lyrics or write something to it as I take sips of my green tea.
x-posted at Hug, Detox and my LJ :D