aziurea
- Reads 3,977
- Votes 255
- Parts 6
"Forget me not
Pick me from your garden
I, the blue beauty of hopelessness
Awaiting the day you'd come
You grasp your hand around me and pluck me from the earth
But within the very moment we first touch, I, begin to die
Each day we spend together
My petals begin to wither
My body begins to weaken
My purity is no more
And I fade away."
Jeonghan silently recite as he gaze up to the sky, hoping that his angel would hear him from above. His angel: Jisoo.