It's very simle, short, random, and maybe angst.
This is my first time writing in English, so I'm sorry if they aren't make a sense.
Happy reading!
-All pov is Taehyung's-
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What did you think about when you have insomnia in the middle of a night?
I'm thinking over this. Did Aliens have dreams? Is it nIce or bad dreams? Or, even they have a wet dream? Did they like coffee? Maybe something like Americano or Cappuccino? Did their children like balloons? Did they like a party? Did they sell drugs? Did they have a passport to go to another planet?
Did they frat? Is it smell good or bad? Did they poop? Did they watch porn? Did their female have a period? How? Did they have a big dick? Did they suck each other?
Well, I have so many 'did they' in my head, which it's just gonna be 'did they' somehow.
I'm the kind of a boy who fantasizes being trapped in the library overnight, because why not? A Library is 3000 better than a cube with a lot of colours of lamps over it, right? I mean, I'm not the kind of person who spent his night by drinking alcohol and hooked up with random girls. I better stay in my room, staring in my wall, and wandering something, how can a fish get pregnant? What different between a male frog and a female frog? What colour of the sky that Aliens have? Did they giving birth or having an egg? Did they pray to God? What's God then?
And here I am waiting for someone to tell me everything, to tell me how bright the stars were, to tell me what kind of food that Aliens have, to tell me that A flying dragon is really there, to tell me that in the other planet we haven't gone pee, to tell me that I'm not weird anymore, to tell me everything.
He came. In the first week of August, he comes flying to me. He came like a blue parrot, sparks fly, and smooth lies. He told me that he had a bunch of carrots to share with me. He had the bitter one and he gave me the sweet one. I ate them at all, his bittersweet lies.
He told me that the snow was nice. It would be pure and warm, he said. But, little did I knew, it's cool inside, just like his fate.
He said that we would have a long ride to go to the moon, it's true, but we never started yet. We'll never.
He said to me that we would have a warm and nice spring, watch the flowers blossom together, and had a picnic. But, I just feel the petal snow in my hands, cooling.
How? How did you tell me that everything will be okay? That's not okay at all. I'm not.
You came to me fly, you went fly.
When summer came, but it's never coming. Who said that winter was coming in that August? Because winter is coming in that August. With your coolness and your warmness, you hug me slowly.
I like the way you told me that there was a rainbow in the winter. It's in my brown eyes, you said. I believed. It's not mine, but it's yours. Your dark eyes that showed me what the meaning of the purple colours. Love until the last, just like the purple colour, you whispered.
But, actually, I still wonder, when the purple snow will fly away? It's there, from me to the purple of my life, you are.
You lied.
We never had a chance to watch the flowers blossom together, we never had a chance to fly to the moon, we never had a chance in anything. Because in that August, when the winter comes, you already flew away, alone. Flying between the snow, reach the sky. In that August, you sleep well like a winter beer.
How can I say goodnight?
You lied. That's not okay at all. I'm not.
But, I know, you're fine. You sleep well, my winter bear.
Can I restart the time again?
Or
Can we rewrite the star?
Jeon Jungkook, How dare you do this to me.
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