{ promises you cant keep
promises you cant keep
647 words | pg
- shinee + f(x) ; onew + luna
beta-ed by cupcake_sokiri
She had no idea it was coming; the words from my mouth seemed to freeze her movements, her arms holding the pair of chopsticks centimeters from the table top.
"Luna… I think we should break up"
The words still rang through out my mind as I looked at her, my gaze hard, piercing. The anxiety was still pulsating through my body; each heart beat sent a cold chill down my spine.
She didn’t say anything, but rather just looked at me with despondent eyes; the silent plea was visible in them. Luna dropped the chopsticks and had walked over to our shared bedroom. The door shut and the echo of the lock could be heard.
She didn’t come out that entire night, which left me sitting on the couch, wondering what was to come.
I heard the closet door open, some shuffling and the silent pull of a suitcase. It really was happening; she really was leaving.
- - - - - - - - - -
The shirt she held in her hands had slipped and landed with a soft rustle as it hit the wooden floor boards near her feet. She turned her head to me, her blonde hair slightly mussed from waking up. The glassy gaze in her eyes made my heart break as I looked away, unable to do this.
As SHINee's leader, Onew, it broke my heart to stand there in front of Luna as I say that I cannot keep the promise we made all those months ago.
It was just like she said we would end up as; just like the heart-broken couple in the song ‘One Year Later.’ The irony of it.
It wasn’t that I didn’t love her, it was just that…the love changed was all. I no longer saw her as someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, but rather a very close friend.
Her smile was bitter as she bent down to pick up the fallen shirt, one hand rubbing at her eyes.
"So…" her voice trailed off for a moment, "this is the end of everything right?"
The tone she said that in was indescribable; I wanted to walk over to her and envelop her in my arms and tell her that everything would be alright. But that wasn’t my place now, no matter how much I wanted to take the words back.
Oppa, promise you’ll love me always, even if we do break up.
Luna’s words to me from last spring echoed within my mind; it was fall now, and I realize how I’ve only loved Luna for a short bit of time. My heart constricted as she had packed the last of her clothing from our shared room. Her suitcase was rather small, for a girl anyways.
This was the end of an era. The time I had spent loving Luna, and she loving me in return; the lovely moments we spent together will be the best of my life. The sweet memories resonated within my memory as I watched her every movement.
She glanced at me for a heartbeat’s moment before she walked out of the bedroom. I could hear her shuffling as she got her shoes on; all I could do was stand there like an idiot, unable to say or do anything rational.
I should have gone after her, screaming at the top of my lungs and begging her to take me back and forgive me. But that final click of the lock told me it was too late.
I was always too late to realize.
I stood there for a while longer, until I crumbled to the floor sobbing as I regret over breaking her heart. I was selfish, and it was then that I realized I felt like I was hollowed out. I was a mere carcass of the man I used to be.
647 words | pg
- shinee + f(x) ; onew + luna
beta-ed by cupcake_sokiri
She had no idea it was coming; the words from my mouth seemed to freeze her movements, her arms holding the pair of chopsticks centimeters from the table top.
"Luna… I think we should break up"
The words still rang through out my mind as I looked at her, my gaze hard, piercing. The anxiety was still pulsating through my body; each heart beat sent a cold chill down my spine.
She didn’t say anything, but rather just looked at me with despondent eyes; the silent plea was visible in them. Luna dropped the chopsticks and had walked over to our shared bedroom. The door shut and the echo of the lock could be heard.
She didn’t come out that entire night, which left me sitting on the couch, wondering what was to come.
I heard the closet door open, some shuffling and the silent pull of a suitcase. It really was happening; she really was leaving.
- - - - - - - - - -
The shirt she held in her hands had slipped and landed with a soft rustle as it hit the wooden floor boards near her feet. She turned her head to me, her blonde hair slightly mussed from waking up. The glassy gaze in her eyes made my heart break as I looked away, unable to do this.
As SHINee's leader, Onew, it broke my heart to stand there in front of Luna as I say that I cannot keep the promise we made all those months ago.
It was just like she said we would end up as; just like the heart-broken couple in the song ‘One Year Later.’ The irony of it.
It wasn’t that I didn’t love her, it was just that…the love changed was all. I no longer saw her as someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, but rather a very close friend.
Her smile was bitter as she bent down to pick up the fallen shirt, one hand rubbing at her eyes.
"So…" her voice trailed off for a moment, "this is the end of everything right?"
The tone she said that in was indescribable; I wanted to walk over to her and envelop her in my arms and tell her that everything would be alright. But that wasn’t my place now, no matter how much I wanted to take the words back.
Oppa, promise you’ll love me always, even if we do break up.
Luna’s words to me from last spring echoed within my mind; it was fall now, and I realize how I’ve only loved Luna for a short bit of time. My heart constricted as she had packed the last of her clothing from our shared room. Her suitcase was rather small, for a girl anyways.
This was the end of an era. The time I had spent loving Luna, and she loving me in return; the lovely moments we spent together will be the best of my life. The sweet memories resonated within my memory as I watched her every movement.
She glanced at me for a heartbeat’s moment before she walked out of the bedroom. I could hear her shuffling as she got her shoes on; all I could do was stand there like an idiot, unable to say or do anything rational.
I should have gone after her, screaming at the top of my lungs and begging her to take me back and forgive me. But that final click of the lock told me it was too late.
I was always too late to realize.
I stood there for a while longer, until I crumbled to the floor sobbing as I regret over breaking her heart. I was selfish, and it was then that I realized I felt like I was hollowed out. I was a mere carcass of the man I used to be.