[drabble] Tribute: Byun Baekhyun; graphic by tb-cont@tumblr (
ohrice)
*do not steal. take with proper credit to rightful owner.
Black light.
White noise.
A blank void of air where life echoes and befalls upon deaf ears.
Baekhyun sat in waiting for that significant moment to approach him, to give him an open hand in greeting, and in farewell.
A sad truth.
A happy lie.
It was a memory to cherish, but one to be forgotten. Like Pandora’s Box, it was meant to be hidden with a lock of yearning, where the frustration of uncertainty and doubt shook its chains.
And when realization holds his hands, that final tear of defeat escapes his eyes; too late to be grasped again and placed back into the confinements of his heart.
Words are placed at the tip of his tongue, left unspoken only to be lost in the depths of his past sorrow. But he felt no regret, because it wasn’t his place; he had no right.
And its moments like those, where the constant buzz of accusation and blame directs its attention to his isolated being, that he realizes, “Ah, this is what I have been waiting for…”
And understands that some things are better left unsaid.
-fin.
so.
i'm realizing that my little drabbles,
that's meant to go along with the art.......
it does no justice.
;a; the picture is too pretty
plus the quotes are fabulous too.
/hides in closet.
i'll just return to writing oneshots.
and finally get down to finishing some of my series'
/sigh