I remember the feeling of your sweater.
It's warmth, your smell.
I engraved it into my brain, until it became one with my senses.
I was so madly in love.
What happened to us?
Where did it go?
Where did you go?
The mark I loved.
The mark I love.
Come back to me my dear.
I'll be waiting by the shoreline.
YOU ARE READING
your sweater // markhyuck
Fanfiction"just hold me" A short oneshot that is more poetry than an actual story.
