ᴀʀᴅᴏᴜʀ
/ˈɑːᴅə/
ɴᴏᴜɴ: ᴀʀᴅᴏʀ
ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴏғ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛᴇɴsɪᴛʏ
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"Did you love him?"
"Yes"
"How much?"
"Does it matter?"
"Why does it not?"
"Because it wasn't enough to make him stay."
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"What is the love that you think you deser...
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It's you It's always you Met a lot of people But nobody feels like you
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It's you/ Ali Gatie
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"all good boys go to heaven but bad boys bring heaven to you, and when a good man has a bad boy side, then you get lost in the ecstasy of feeling hell and heaven in split seconds."
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
What is it about love that makes you just run to that person after a small phrase like 'I need you'? I never knew because, after Jungkook, I never cared enough, but right now as Yoongi's car pull away from the driveway, leaving me standing in front of Taeyong's house, I realize it.
Just how powerful it is, I don't know for anyone else, but for me, after so many years, that's all I really needed to hear from the right person. Taeyong is the right person.
My heartbeat pounds inside my chest as I ring the doorbell and Hyuck answers the door. God, he looks sad. His eyes are red and puffy but he still manages to give me a smile.
"Hey...you okay?", I ask and he shakes his head, whispering a soft no.
"Come here.", I embrace the boy, giving him as much comfort as I can, and he breaks into tears, sniffling against my neck. Even though Hyuck is a year older than Jisung, I could never differentiate them, he has become just like my own brothers and seeing him cry like this breaks my heart.
