Writing a letter
Youngjae, it is a long time since I saw you sitting on the sand watching with attention the sea. I think you were enchanted with so much blue. Blue. Now, blue is my favorite color because you convinced me that blue is a beautiful color and gave me blue orchids. They still alive. And they are giving me colors lately.
You looked up to the sky and you saw a another beautiful blue thing. Then, you saw me. You were looking intensely to me. I felt so shy.
We were starting to talk and in this moment you told me that you loved my blue shirt and we started talking about blue things.
A while later we were friends.
A while later we were dating.
A while later you broke my heart.
And now, I'm writing this letter, – I don't know if I will send to you – on a blue paper with a blue pen. The orchids are next to me. The wall is blue, the nightstand are blue, a lot of my clothes are blue...
When I saw you looking the sea, the blue meant peace and tranquillity. Now, the blue means being lost. I'm lost on the blue and I'm still loving you.
With love,
your love.
YOU ARE READING
Blue Story
Short Story{short story; Youngjae Got7} Surrounded by the blue, you're writing a letter to Youngjae.
