Will it last forever?

Will it last forever?

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MatureOngoing12m

Last published Thu, Jun 12, 2025

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He can hear laughter, giggles, and talk of joys. But it was all foreign now, once which was all too familiar to him. It feels like he doesn't belong to such objects. It was all fading away, like the fog in the winter morning, now it was as a summer afternoon with the burning sunlight which was burning his whole existence. The memories, which he held close to his heart, now it was in so much distance that he can't reach them, he can't grasp them. The murmurs were so faint that his ear couldn't tell what the words were being said. The voices were slowly fading away, that he couldn't recognise the people, who were they? Murmuring and whispering the words, but now there is no meaning ...... How does it feel to remember the face of your loved ones dependent on the photos which were just melted away into the memories...... And all of sudden he was startled, Jungkook ~ Jimin Oh it was Jimin........ ....................... My encouragement of this story @lemmesuckurdingdong Cover by: @HJ_fiction

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