𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ✓ ✱⠀𝓢𝒀𝑵𝑶𝑷𝑺𝓘𝑺⠀?! rose carried fire in her lungs and glitter in her veins; she was radiant, even in her restlessness, and when the baby came, bo fell in love twice over: once with the tiny weight of a life, and once again with the woman who would not stay. but dreams have a texture, a weight, and hers were made of film reels and marquee lights and the hush just before a scene begins. she carried the baby's scent in the fold of her coat and bo's silence in the pit of her stomach, and she walked until the road blurred behind her, until she was no longer a mother, a partner, a girl from anywhere - but just rose, becoming. ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ O R . . . 𝓲𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝓲𝒄𝒉. she loved bo with a quiet, aching tenderness, but she loved the life she hadn't lived more, so when the road called, she left him standing in the heat, carrying only his silence and the sorrow of what staying would've taken from her. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ❝ life is precious. let's love with no regrets while we're alive. ❞ ⠀⠀𝐛𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐰 ⠀⠀∝⠀⠀𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜⠀⠀˒⠀⠀𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠

❝speak to me in tongue, in rainbows, metaphysics, in moonlight, in sun drops, in far, in rain clouds, in heat, in heart shambles, in love❞ #315 in short story {14/1/2018} ♥ copyrights© Our Love Story Ltd, 2016 cocainela°

[lowercase intended] in the small city called haengbog, it was always raining. it was stereotypically seen as "gloomy" or "depressed". all junghee had to do was live there to see what it the place and people were like. "junghee, it's the inside that counts" "umbrellas are the top fashion choice" started: 11/22/17 ended: 12/31/17 [short story]