❝ Maybe our love was meant for another lifetime. ❞
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Living life to the fullest was Moon Ayla's life motto. Because maybe if she lived every moment to its fullest, there's a chance she'll scare even death away.
Each moment could possibly be he...
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Happiness, confidence, positivity, loyalty, creativity, intellectuality, and energy are all normally associated with the colour yellow.
You know how much I adored yellow. It was my favourite out of all the colours imaginable.
Yellow makes me feel cheerful and energized. Yellow reminds me of the sun, making me feel warm and bright like a tropical summer day. I think it's such a happy colour, reminding me of sunshine and flowers. But one of the particular reasons I adore yellow is because it's also the colour of hope.
Hope for miracles. Hope for a better life.
My dad thought it was the perfect colour to match my jovial personality. Even when I was only in my mother's womb, yellow would always be the colour that captured their eyes whenever they went shopping to prepare for my arrival.
What he didn't realize was he was only linking the colour to the positive aspects, such as moods and emotions, it evoked in a person. He never thought of the negative characteristics that are often associated with the colour yellow.
Those similar negative attributes that I know I possess but try so hard not to show.
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Ayla could hear soft voices drifting in through the slightly ajar door of her bedroom, but she paid no heed as she continued to blankly stare at the screen of her laptop where Jungkook's video for her replayed over and over again. The screen faded into darkness, signalling the end of the video, and just as she was about to click play again, the door opened with a quiet creak.
It had probably been days since she last left the comfort of her bedroom, let alone her bed. She lost track of time, of days, since keeping up with reality was the least of her problems. Don't get her wrong, she would still shower regularly and she would still have her meals everyday, but getting her to agree to leaving her home was a completely different thing.
The last time she experienced pain as great as this was when finding out her mother died. Losing her best friend, her only friend, wasn't any different.
Ayla felt the bed dip as the person decided to seat themselves next to her. She was instantly reminded of the time Jungkook did the same just a mere few days before, persuading her to allow him to drop her off at their university for one final time.
The very last time.
"There's this place I've always wanted to go. I thought that today would be that perfect day."
