Chapter 62: Mother In Seoul, Daughter In Paris

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Rosé's P.O.V

Savoring the airy texture of mocha bread- with a blend of sweetness and roasty qualities of a cup of coffee- as it melted in my mouth, I longingly stared at my phone's lock screen that displays my daughter and my selfie. Ryujin-ah, my baby, are you eating macarons and baguettes in Paris, while I'm eating your favorite mocha bread and awfully missing you in Seoul? Well, I don't even come back home or check on her most of the days due to my hectic schedules, but it hits different when she's 8,960 km away from me. It's as if a part of me has been whisked away, leaving me empty and numb. I know she'll be back the day after tomorrow. Nonetheless, I still miss her so bad.

Maybe it's intuition
But somethings you just don't question
Like in your eyes, I see my future in an instant
And there it goes, I think I've found my best friend
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy, but I believe

My ears pricked up the instant I recognized the song- I Knew I Loved You by Savage Garden-, followed by the unresolved pain and unforgettable memories of a loved one. Gosh! Is the heaven punishing me or what? Why play this out of all the songs that exist, and why at this moment of yearning? Now, my yearning has doubled- one for my daughter, one for someone who loved me. That song came out in 1999 when I was 17, and I never knew it would hold a significant value in my life until I met my ex-lover at the age of 19. My ex sang that endearing song to confess me in a garden full of roses, back in our university campus in Australia.

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

Tears now brimmed my melancholy eyes, threatening to fall the more I reminisced those good old days, untainted by courtesy, fake smiles and buried feelings- back when I was young, wild and free.

There's just no rhyme or reason
Only a sense of completion
And in your eyes, I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for, I think I've found my way homeI know that it might sound more than a little crazy, but I believe

I really miss those pair of eyes that used to show reflections of me in them, every time we conversed, prattled, cuddled and... kissed. Oh how I miss those lips. No, stop it, Park Chaeyoung! Stop reminiscing because you're only hurting yourself more. I sipped on my cup of latte and sulked.

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A thousand angels dance around you

(Ooh hoo, hoo ooo, hoo ooo, hoo hoo hoo)
I am complete now that I've found you

Dance? I miss dancing with you under the moonlight in that rose garden where we made our relationship official and said our oaths that were meant to be broken in the end.

"Chaeyoung-ssi?" I wiped my tears quickly and ceased my sniffles as soon as Seulgi appeared right before me, with a woman or a girl following behind her. The face of that unknown female is partially covered by her white bucket head, slightly lowered down to hide her eyes and nose, except her lips- that are humming along to the lyrics of the song, with so much intensity and commitment, as if reciting a prayer.

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