Petrichor

Petrichor

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He tells you one thing but the next day, either takes it back or tells you he meant it differently. There are days wherein he's there next to you, giving you all the love you feel you don't deserve but then come those days when it seems like you've lost him completely and like he's never coming back. He's sweet, caring and patient one day and the next, the cold harded jerk you grew to love. He's as bitchy and sassy as a girl on her period but sometimes he's the light of your life. He's somewhat like the pleasant smell after the rain has disappeared. He's almost like Petrichor, if that even makes sense at all. He's Park Chanyeol, your best friend who's always there when life doesn't make sense. He's there when everything seems unreal, almost as unreal as him.
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