How long does it take for you to move on?

How long does it take for you to accept?

Hey, Jongin...

I miss you.

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Frozen Tears

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Kai was holding my hand as we walked, and the feeling of walking all the way to Jongin’s grave with someone I love so much was something I wouldn’t exchange for anything… except maybe for the times that we would bask in nothing but silence filled with love… or anytime with Kai for that matter. Smiling, I started to sway our hands as we walked, and ( Read more... )

When Kyungsoo’s hand attempted to break my embrace, I got scared and buried myself more onto him, tightening my hold, willing myself to melt onto his small physique. I constantly and absentmindedly mumbled his name onto his hair, my hands clawed tightly on his shirt. I didn’t want him to go; I didn’t want to let him go. I was determined to do ( Read more... )

If I was hurt when my brother had left, the pain I felt as I watched Kyungsoo’s retreating back surpassed that. I couldn’t move, only because the warmth of Kyungsoo’s hand when he pushed my hand away was frighteningly still lingering on my skin, and I could feel it slowly slipping away. I tried to hold him back, to stop him from going, but all the ( Read more... )

Love

It was something that I was holding on to, the only thing that’s binding me with Jongin. When it started, and how it had happened, I never knew. Jongin left before I even got the chance to know the answer, before I even understood the feeling of it. All I know is that love is forever associated with happiness, because the mere mention of his ( Read more... )

I didn’t know what it was that drove me to do it, or what gave me the idea of it, but I found myself hanging around Kyungsoo more. Maybe it was because of my curiosity on what part he had in Jongin’s life or maybe my want to get to know him more. Because the way my brother had talked about him over the phone for every single time I called, it would ( Read more... )

Before I could even stop myself, the question that had been bothering me ever since I realized Kai wasn’t Jongin just slipped out of my mouth. I could have gasped in surprise because I wasn’t planning on saying that out loud. But seeing as I can’t actually take the question back, nor pretend that I didn’t say anything, I tried my best to look at ( Read more... )

I parked at my house’s garage, turning the humming of the engine off and looked at the petit male sitting silently on the passenger seat. He had stuttered his name to me back at the cemetery, and now that I take a good look at him, he was beautiful. Kyungsoo had fallen asleep somewhere along our venture to my place, exhaustion finally caught up ( Read more... )

My heart must have stopped, or the world must have ceased to turn, or my sanity has finally left me. Whatever the reason was, all I could feel was a mixture of pure surprise, horror, puzzlement, and relief. Standing in front of me, holding a bouquet of his favorite flower, his now brown hair moving slightly with the wind, his face sporting nothing ( Read more... )

It was that time of the year… the ground was now covered in white again, the sky forever a shade of dark grey, the sun nowhere to be seen. I took a day off, planning on staying with Jongin just like I did every year at his death anniversary. I cooked something to bring with me, opting to always cook enough for two because Jongin was there. I packed ( Read more... )