Rapturous

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The day your faint voice grazed me was the day I yearned for something far beyond the reflection of the sunlight on the moon. If only you'd call my name one more time might I just step towards you from under the frozen light my eyes can't keep away from.

It calls out to me from the loneliness of the pitch dark room I shouldn't get used to, yet is what I see from the moment I open my eyes as the low-pitched sound of the air conditioner whistles through my ears. If I can't grasp your voice once more, I might just fall apart.

We laughed together, and we cried together. These simple feelings were everything I had, wrapped around my heart like barbed wires. I couldn't forget you, even if I sat pondering until the stars dimmed devastatingly. When will it be that I see you again? That day, if it may arrive, would I look into your eyes and say, "I've missed you."

In a rapturous memory the rain pours upon me as I dance, holding my hands out and mimicking the clumsy steps you somehow made graceful. By the time this mist clears, I'll run with my feet wet towards the tunnel past the memories that knocks against my skull. Would it be that I'd have you embrace me in that moment once more.

In the darkness of night I stare at the moon, who sits still like it's weeping its sorrows upon the bright night sky. Even though I watch the sunset knowing morning will always be inevitable, I want to stay in your sky like a star.

Everyday, every second, the moments I rock in my chair and reminisce, if I knew this was our fate, if I knew that day came, I would've remembered more of those nights and grasped it all. I'd imagine seeing you and telling you how dearly I've missed you.

Behind that faint smile that looked at me, I will draw a beautiful shade of purple. Though our footsteps miss the soles of our shoes, I want to walk this path with you. I won't be there to hold your hand, but I'll be there beside you, even though you won't notice me.

Lyrics from the song "Still With You" by Jungkook, about a person talking about somebody they really loved. If you understand the ending, you understand (and probably need counseling).

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