Red Carnation,love, pride and adoration.
It was the day I realised that all the time I spent with you had a big effect on me. They often call me soulless because of my lack of interest for people or the lack of the emotions in my voice.
But with you was different.
Why was I acting so different around you?
I didn't need to open my mouth for you to understand, instead I opened my heart. The most of the days I spent wide awake lying in my bed thinking of all your features and how nicely you looked when you smiled. On other side, the other sleepless nights I spent thinking about all problems you said you had. Years passed and I still think about you. I'm pathetic.
You were so strong, but so fragile at the same time.
I didn't even know when it hit me like a bus, but I knew for sure that I liked you. Was that your hand brushing against mine every time or was it that you weren't like other girls I met. Maybe it was all the things you didn't had that made me realise how beautiful are ones you had. Instead of judging your flaws, I enjoyed every little imperfection on you.
I wanted to confess that day and i did. It was the first step of you broking me.
I gave you the Red Carnation, it was it's season and I knew it would look beautiful in your honey hair, but you looked disgusted. Was the flower ugly or it was you who was the ugly? Was my feelings for you ugly?
Definitely not a flower.
15.2.2019
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Mute Love || Lee Minho
Fanfic[UNDER EDITING] Our love was mute. You were mute. The feelings I had were mute. My world became mute when you vanished but I still get you flowers anyway. Started ||5619|| Ended ||18819||
