Eternity (Based on the VIXX music video)

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You're beside me when I wake up, as always.

I get you a cup of coffee and bring it to you, still half asleep, as always.

While I go ahead and prepare for the day's work, you sip your coffee and gradually wake up, as always.

We talk for a bit before I leave, and I can't help but admire you—your long, brown hair, your cute bangs, your eyes; your beautiful eyes that seem to capture the whole world, to keep its beauty for safekeeping, for viewing on a lonely, sad night.

I can't help but sigh.

You're mine, and I couldn't be happier. I couldn't feel more blessed.

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When I return from work, you're setting up an easel. I ask you why, and you hand me a pencil. You request that I draw a portrait of you. I ask why again. You explain that you've seen me draw landscapes, hourglasses, buildings, and gardens that I imagine on my own time, and that you want me to finally draw something real.

I comply gladly.

When I finish drawing your face, I begin to feel drowsy. I take a break for a bit, just resting on one of our old lounge chairs. You try to wake me up after about fifteen minutes, but I refuse to awaken.

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I wake up alone.

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No, I don't. When I wake up, you're still waiting for me on another chair not far from mine. I guide you to our loveseat. We remain there for a bit, talking about nothing important. Suddenly, I get an idea.

I take your hand and guide you to the center of the room. I walk a few feet away from you, and I bow. I hope that you'll follow suit, and we'll have a dance.

When I look up, you're beginning to curtsy. I smile and blink.

When my eyes open again, you're gone.

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No, you're not. I blink again, and you are in front of me, just as you were moments ago.

Later, when we finish dancing, you take a seat in front of the window. There you go again, leaving reality to capture the whole world in your eyes.

You don't respond when I call your name. I sit next to you and tease you a bit, doing my best to coax a smile onto your face. It works.

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Suddenly, I find myself in front of the piano, playing a song for you. For whatever reason, time seems to be moving unusually quickly today. I don't even remember standing up.

I pay no mind to it and turn back to look at you. You're smiling. That's good; I do try my hardest to make you smile. I turn back to the piano to focus on hitting the piano keys.

When I look back again, you're gone.

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No, you're not. Now I'm kneeling before you, smiling. When did I even stop playing the piano?

It doesn't matter; I pay no mind to it. I just focus on you.

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It's strange. I can't remember most of what happened today.

I sat and smiled at you while you drank your coffee this morning? I don't remember doing so.

I let you try to play the piano when I finished? I don't remember doing so.

As I watch you, you disappear again.

I blink. Surely you'll come back again, right? Just like the other times.

I open my eyes.

You're not there.

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I look around the room. You and I are both appearing everywhere, and disappearing in an instant—at the piano, by the easel, on the bed, near the windowsill, dancing in the middle of the room. We're there, and then we're not.

I replay the day in my head. It's pretty much the same, except you're not part of it.

You weren't part of it.

You never were.

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The other side of the bed is empty when I wake up, as always.

I get a cup of coffee for myself, half asleep, as always.

I prepare for work and gradually wake up, as always. I look around. This house seems so empty. I try to remember the day you passed. It's all a blur now.

Screw going to work. I can't do it any longer. I'll just crawl back into bed and wait for the day I finally see you again.

After all this time, I still don't understand how I lost you.

After all, we promised each other an eternity.