the life we could have had | kwon soonyoung

have

it was a morning
that tasted
like any day of april.

a veil of grey clouds
hung upon the sky.
they were almost
dark blue.
weak sunbeams tried desperately
to shine through.

a woman in white clothing
entered
kwon sooyoung's room.
she walked over to the messy bed
and neatly
folded the covers.
the nice woman even fluffed up
the pillow.
it was soft
and still smelled of sunlight
and fresh air.

oh.
the carnations.

the blossoms
were almost see through
as some sunbeams
finally got to pierce holes into
the thick wall of clouds
and managed to shine
through the window.

she took the white carnations
out of the vase
along with a
get well soon card.

withered.

the nice woman
flashed a sad smile
before the petals' brown tips
suddenly made her remember
to rush to the next room
she had to clean.

to her luck,
shin yerim's bed
wasn't as messy.

〔end of chapter five〕