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THE LAST MEMORY OF SNOWFLAKES

•●•●•●•●•●7 years ago •●•●•●•●•●

The snow flakes floats on that cold air , the red bells , candies , the blurred lights and the silence entrenched on the street , there only merely 5 days for our earth to complete this run , he will again start evolving around that big giant ball known as sun just like a love sick man , but it's funny how he still evolve around that fire ball even though he always finishes at third , there is other 2 on the front which is more precious to his lover , did that earth wonders in any moment of his billions of year , what it feels to be near to his love .. , the one on the first was silver , beautiful and so small sometimes cold and some times hot .. so dear to sun and the second one was the brightest .. the igniting one ,  nicknames as the evening or morning star and third one was nothing but got destroyed completely when he gone near of this three ..a actual third wife he is ...

" What are you cooking on your head honey , common help me to put this on our garage , tomorrow's holiday "

The almond brown eyes catches the doe eyed 2 month pregnant husband of his out from the decorated glass Door , shining under the orange street light while the snow flakes drizzle down and attached to the black polyester winter hoodie jacket , he was covered with a dark brown knitted scarf on his neck and a old knitted gloves masked his beautiful hands , the smoke engressed out from his red dried lips and the cherry nose of his , how many years... may be 7 but why he still have a heart which is acted like it have nor rhyme no rhythm ...when ever the younger of his was near , he was falling deeper in a abyss of love that he created in this 7 years

" Leave it there kookie.. sit ..come look at this moon darling isn't it nice .." , the young cop shows his boxy smile while asking his husband , who was outside the store , struggling to take out the things decorated on outside , finally with his own help he put the things on the small store room outside the corner of the shop , entering inside the music shop with a done expression towards the male on the brown couch enjoying his snowy night view , that one handsome face and the boxy smile which only makes his tired body lighten up , forgetting the nags which engrossed in his mind to throw on the elder , he falls on the cozy couch while fixing his head on the elders broad chest , together engraving the view his husband was on

" i was wondering why this earth have to evolves around that sun nonstop when he have this beautiful moon , don't you think we are living in a planet who have a Stockholm syndrome , that fucking uv lights cleaving this earth , hurting it so much , even masking his moon , the only satellite of his everyday though why this earth so eager to evolve around that villain .. "

The almond brown eyes said with his fake pout , still his eyes on outside glass door , the viewing the snow and the moon glistening with the help of the lighted paper stars on each doors and by lighted decorated Christmas trees .., the young mafia can't help but chuckle a little by the silly complaint of the elder moreover seeing the snow man on his stores door with a fake violin in his wooden fingers , which is decorated by the unemployed husband of his , this young man is so silly that he unknownly fall in love with the elder again and again

" What are you blabbering, so this what you cooking inside your stupid head, preparing for your next jazz shit ?? If you again enter inside that alibi with your heck of that fucking piano and saxophone, I ain't gonna think twice to broke your jazz tools "

" I wish I can watch this moon with you very year just like this .. "

" Me too , Happy Christmas honey "

" I can't believe it was already one year were hobi hyung taste your cum .. "

" That was really funny... he was really curious to know what i put on that soup that I specifically prepared for you .... the same hobi hyung disapeared with a text msg saying I will be out for some fresh air, please don't find me what the hell he was thinking. "