Goodbye..
He steps closer.
He touches my hands ever so slowly.
He gazes square to my eyes.
He’s eyes soften and glistens with.. tears.
“I’m sorry..” he says.
Teaser
No.
I don’t wanna hear this.
I know where this conversation will heading.
Unknowingly, a drop of tear rolls down.
“No..” I say.
But he just shakes his head.
He lifts his hands and wipes my tears with his thumbs.
“Don’t cry.. please.. this is the best for us..” he says again.
The best? If this is the best for us, I would gladly prefer the worst.
“No.. we can make it.. we can make it.. please..” I beg and the tears wont stop anytime soon.
“I’m sorry..” he says again.
Our foreheads meet , our noses touch.
And his lips claim mine.
He kisses me slowly.
I can feel the urge in his kiss. I can feel the sadness in his kiss, I can feel the need in his kiss. I can feel the saltiness of our tears. I can feel his regrets of our last kiss.
He breaks the kiss and looks to my eyes.
“I’m sorry. I love you. Please remember that.” After saying that he kisses my forehead, longer that I thought.
I still can feel his touch on my hands and his lips on mine when I heard the sirens.
I see police cars rushing to get him.
And I pray he never get caught, even if that meant we will never meet again, that’s better than seeing him suffer from something he never did, or worst seeing him dying in jail.
He’s right. This is the best for us to break up.
“Annyong Jiyong, be safe…”
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randomness!!! hahahaahaha. this ficlet just crossed my mind when i was waiting for my bro.
any way..
enjoy!!!
He touches my hands ever so slowly.
He gazes square to my eyes.
He’s eyes soften and glistens with.. tears.
“I’m sorry..” he says.
Teaser
No.
I don’t wanna hear this.
I know where this conversation will heading.
Unknowingly, a drop of tear rolls down.
“No..” I say.
But he just shakes his head.
He lifts his hands and wipes my tears with his thumbs.
“Don’t cry.. please.. this is the best for us..” he says again.
The best? If this is the best for us, I would gladly prefer the worst.
“No.. we can make it.. we can make it.. please..” I beg and the tears wont stop anytime soon.
“I’m sorry..” he says again.
Our foreheads meet , our noses touch.
And his lips claim mine.
He kisses me slowly.
I can feel the urge in his kiss. I can feel the sadness in his kiss, I can feel the need in his kiss. I can feel the saltiness of our tears. I can feel his regrets of our last kiss.
He breaks the kiss and looks to my eyes.
“I’m sorry. I love you. Please remember that.” After saying that he kisses my forehead, longer that I thought.
I still can feel his touch on my hands and his lips on mine when I heard the sirens.
I see police cars rushing to get him.
And I pray he never get caught, even if that meant we will never meet again, that’s better than seeing him suffer from something he never did, or worst seeing him dying in jail.
He’s right. This is the best for us to break up.
“Annyong Jiyong, be safe…”
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randomness!!! hahahaahaha. this ficlet just crossed my mind when i was waiting for my bro.
any way..
enjoy!!!
January 14, 2011 at 10:24 PM
is this LIES? Lol~
January 15, 2011 at 8:09 PM
i think it is!!!!
HA!
really, i never thought abt it when i was writing this, all i had was scenes that begged to be be written.. but to put it into pieces, hey.. IT IS LIES!
thank you for your enlightenment! kkkkkkk
and for sparing your time reading this..love ya!