the sparkling lights surrounding the floor made my skin glisten. the speakers and the dancing bodies making the air silky and my thoughts run wild. i'm intoxicated off the feeling of freedom.
they're beautiful, their eyes, they make me feel undeserving and ugly, let me hold them in my arms tonight.
my heels play songs as i walk over to the celestial body dancing on the floor, my fingertips clash with their waist. my hips move with theirs, my number is their pocket, and our warmth shared is lost as i move out the door, into my car.
Bye, beauty, call me soon.
- John(ny) Seo
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RandomA bunch of poetic shit I wrote about NCT when I had nothing better to do If there's any you want me to turn into actual short stories, just tell me make sure to give details like if you want to be mentioned, any specific things, all of what i write...
