The struggles of being bewitched.
Caught in a trap.
In strings made of steel.
I motioned my curse into the hidden caves of my heart.
I didn't want to lose Korain too.
We made it to the convenience store and he put me down onto shaky ground.
I was freezing.
I wondered if my lips were a tint of purple.
It felt icy, enough to burn.
Korain tapped the excess water off the umbrella and gave me a look around.
His eyes widened, and he rushed to the counter.
Returning with two hot buns in hand.
It was warm and too inviting.
It frightened me, but I couldn't let go.
I needed to defrost.
He insisted on standing under the stores pavilion outside.
He worried if the store might have been too cold for me.
Speaking drastically.
I would of took hypothermia over beached mermaid.
I had to lie to him again.
White lies seemed common for me now.
He made me promise that I would rush home.
I could see his figure mix into the lines of falling rain as he went the same way we came.
He left me his umbrella and sweater.
I stayed until nightfall.
I couldn't risk it.
Making my way home was challenging.
I jumped over every puddle I could visibly see through shades of dark and darted around every drenched tree.
I hated lying to him.
The guilt started to become too much.
Sometimes Lilly's are like white lies.
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Naughty Fish
RomanceA series of poems all forming a short Korean Drama short story of two best friends that might just be in love with each other. Both have conflicted emotions and one might be lying. Watch out, you might just get fished into their washed up love story...
