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"𝓘 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓭 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓪𝓶 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽?
𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷
𝓛𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓾𝓰𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯
𝓣𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝓲𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓻
𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮, 𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰
𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮,
𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓸𝓾𝓽
𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼
𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮, 𝓘'𝓶 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮, 𝓘'𝓶 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮"
Yeonjun could feel something; something really different, something he loved and yearned for years. He could feel the woodsy smell of forest, heavy and potent on senses. He could feel the luscious green silk grasses fluttering beneath his feet. He could feel the wind kissing his cheeks so lightly making him jump in the joy of adoration. The fluttery sensation of the greenery surrounding was overwhelming him.
He saw his mom, his childhood; the moment where he felt true happiness. "Mom!!! ", screamed the young yeonjun. " Your tummy is so big. ", the younger said mimicking the swollen stomach with his little soft hands. " Mom did u eat too much? " . The young yeonjun giggled at the thought of his along with his precious laughter calming the surrounding more than ever. Yeonjun smiled at the feeling that he felt; the feeling that felt so so familiar yet so so foreign.
He could hear her mom laughing. Her laugh sounded like angel choirs singing, like trinkets and bells blown by a gentle wind.
The little boy could feel the bubbly surrounding around him fade away like his hopes.
Who knew his life would become someone else's scenery
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Yeonjun slowly opened his eyes trembling with digust for himself. He felt a fair of arms whispering nothing but sweet and courageous words in his ears. Yeonjun blinked trying to adjust the normal light and observed where he was. The place he was looked like home where he felt loved and wanted. He then looked at the kind man who had the heart to carry him from his misery leaving a faint gasp from his rosebud lips.
"S-soobin? "
Before yeonjun could say anything, Soobin spoke, " It's fine, don't be afraid or anything. I've no idea what you are but in no way I'm going to leave you in this condition of yours. You need to be cared. Let me be the person who takes care of you". Soobin then crouched down to meet the eyes of the boy resting on his bed. He then whispered, "please? ".Yeonjun could only shake his head in approval.
The rhythmic beats of the music resonates in the closed room. The color of his eyes were the color of the sea, emerald. Emerald eyes that were observing every details in the room he never saw. He tries to change his position but in pain and vain. Sheets rustling and his body aching are all he knows everytime he tries to do something; even breathing made his body jolt in pain. He observed how Soobin helped him even to breathe properly. He was thankful yet he felt useless at his own existence that he didn't noticed tears slipping out of his precious sea emerald eyes until he felt another pair of fingers wiping it for him. "Everything's gonna be alright. Just believe me ok? ", was what yeonjun heard before he felt into the deep slumber of sleep. He believed Soobin, atleast for now he did. But is everything gonna be alright?
The man resting on the bed, whose hopes for happiness are crushed finer than the pecks of dust expects a proper critical evaluation of his expectations.
He could hear the familiar voice again
Someday I wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where the trouble melts like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
Thats where you will find me
Will his heart accept the warm feeling or will he just feel the usual; the feeling of being nothing but a heavy waste of oxygen to the earth; feeling useless.
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