She was pure, someone who was born sacred. The apple of his eyes. His only lover which transformed his darkness into light. The one who changed his cruel prince attitude to a boy who can't help but fall for in love.
Natalia Davina Song-Min was the...
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Flowers danced in my mind, they everlastingly followed my every breath. The field had scent of heaven, a secluded bliss no garden could match.
There a person, a boy dressed in all white watched me so fondly. He had a clever smile plastered in his face, but his eyes glowed ever so sorrowful than the dark night sky.
My soul grown distress seeing the boy who looked like an angel be so unhappy. I took the first step forward sensing his woeful melancholy heart.
Unbearing it any longer the hopeless boy crashed on the field of flowers, tears fell grave on the petal floors. Sullen, anguished and oh how it was poetically tragic, the flowers withered away, grieving into the curtsy of the wind.
"Hold me in your arms, where I can enter my world again." He murmured softly for me to hear and only for me.
"I d-don't know. . ." I replied with both of us left unanswered of the millions of questions inside our mind. There I stood watching him in silence in an eternal dreary ecstasy.
✧✩ 🎀 𝑒𝓃𝒹 🎀 ✩✧
A light escape inside my eyes, twisting my toes and fingers. I began to scan through my surroundings. The sound of music in my ears, I opened my black orbs to be met by the dull scenery of the plane. I removed my air pods out of my ears and peaked through the window of the plane.
Clouds and a small view of the world below engulfed my eyes. Grabbing my phone I snapped a picture of the overwhelming sight of the Manila the capital of Philippines. Satisfied with the photo, I shared it on my Instagram page.
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Afterwards I laid back down on the bed staring at the ceiling. Closing my eye back again, I recalled the dream I had. Wondering what it was and the meaning of it, I still couldn't comprehend who that boy was and why was he in my dream of all places.
