Tzuyu p.o.v
In the tapestry of Twice's vibrant realm,
She was, a radiant sun, does overwhelm.
Her joyous spirit, a warm and playful hue,
In the heart of mine, a haven so true.Deep within, an unspoken affection blooms,
A love beyond stages, beyond crowded rooms.
Caution whispers, fears of discomfort near,
Yet, in silent revelry, love dances without clear.Soft glances exchanged in quiet moments shared,
Laughter echoes in the room, a bond declared.
My love, an uncharted melody,
In the intricate dance of friendship's symphony.Yet, beneath the surface, a bittersweet truth lies,
A longing for affection in my quiet sighs.
Jealous whispers weave through fan-filled cheers,
Yet, in Sana's warmth, solace appears.In the quiet corners, where emotions waltz and twirl,
I found comfort in the delicate swirl.
A goddess by her side, in love's silent plea,
A dance of unspoken love, in the realm of poetry.
In the canvas of emotions that colors my heart, the love I hold for Sana is an intense and all-encompassing hue.Sana, to me, is like a sunbeam in the tapestry of my life. Her presence brings a warmth that soothes my soul, a genuine kindness that I find solace in. There's an unparalleled brightness she brings, making every day a little more special just by being a part of it.
Yet, this love, as beautiful as it is, comes with its own intricacies. It's a one-sided affair, a silent confession that whispers in the quiet corners of my heart. Navigating this delicate dance of admiration, I find myself entangled in a web of emotions - emotions that both embrace and, at times, suffocate me.
The burden becomes palpable when I witness Sana's interactions with others, especially in those moments of fan proposals and public admiration. Jealousy creeps in, a twinge that echoes through my very being. Despite reveling in having a goddess by my side, external expressions of love towards Sana sting with a mix of envy and a deep, unspoken longing.
Fear holds me back - the fear of making Sana uncomfortable, of disrupting the harmonious dynamics we share as friends and fellow members of Twice. So, I choose to admire from a distance, expressing my love through soft smiles, lingering gazes, and a supportive presence.
My heart is a delicate tapestry woven with threads of love, admiration, and an unspoken yearning for something more. The burden of this silent love coexists with the joy of being in Sana's orbit, creating a beautifully intricate mosaic of emotions that I carry with both grace and a certain poignant ache. It's a journey of love, a narrative painted with the hues of my heart, where every emotion is both a blessing and a bittersweet burden.
I closed my diary like how I closed my feelings
"Tzuyu ahh~~~~ jihyo unnie called us to gather in the living room let's go "Chaeyoung called me from the door way while smiling sweetly, I smiled back
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As everyone gathered around, Jihyo took charge of the moment, inquiring about the song they were to participate in. Turning to Tzuyu, she requested her notes, prompting a slight nod from the youngest member.
Ever eager to assist, Chaeyoung volunteered to fetch both her notes and Tzuyu's. However, in the swift exchange of papers, she accidentally picked up Tzuyu's diary, which looked identical to her notes from the outside.
Before Tzuyu could discern the mix-up, Jihyo, with a playful twinkle in her eye, began to read a poem aloud. The realization hit Tzuyu, who tried to snatch the diary back, only to find Jeongyeon had intercepted it and was already reading the verses for all to hear.
"let me read " jeongyean said as she dodged tzuyu attach while nayeon peeked the notes
"In the dance of starlight on a canvas of time,
A spirit adorned in colors, both rare and prime.
A sunbeam that pierces through shadows profound,
A melody whispered in the quietest sound.
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