I want someone to hold me close,
just like he did,
and press warm kisses behind my ear,
like he did,
and hold my hand while I cry at funerals,
like he did,
and someone to watch read books while I lay on your lap and your fingers run through my hair,
like he and I did,
and to wake up to soft singing in the kitchen and watch your body sway like trees in spring.
I want to be the only one that makes you smile a certain way,
that hidden one you save just for me
because no else makes your heart feel the way it does
when I say I love you.
Someone to smile at me like I deserve the world, the stars and the universe as they clasp my fingers and say
I
love
you
just like he never did.
-Yugyeom
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Ink Stained Hands | Yugyeom & Jackson
FanfictionInk stained hands, I don't even notice them. How can I, when I'm looking at you? [or the collection of short texts where Jackson loves Yugyeom with all his heart but his heart isn't what Yugyeom wants]
