bippity boppity boo, my words shall go astray.
_

"how long to hum to this pain,"

jinsoul questioned herself as she takes her sweet time, sourly walking away from where her joy turned grey. with all happiness she went inside, for all of it to disappear in a flick second as her eyes locked upon someone who probably claims jung-en as theirs now.

jinsoul walks along the dark night, raising her chin to prevent tears from falling. it's as if she's preventing the poisonous sadness from tainting this beautiful pathway she's been.

the entrance of the pathway filled with flowers that blooms celestially with the beautiful sunlight mirroring softly. a whole painting of a breathtaking scenery hanged in a museum. a museum of her momentous memories repeating like a theater.

even if repeated for a thousand times, the feeling of euphoria wraps around and gentle cradles her delicately. 

small colorful birds humming the sweetest melody possible as she walks by the pathway, fascinated and slowly dances with the flow of such gratifying music. so happy that she cries the tears of joy, like fresh and lukewarm waterfall. water falling like the endless happiness she received.

again now she walks along this pathway, to find all flowers withered, all lost its' joy. no more blooming like her heart's flower that grew on love. a graveyard of bad memories.

no more sweet humming of birds, all is there is the sound of the frustrated wind howling. the sound of despair soothes her like possessing venom bewitching with a beautiful lie.

the new pathway of torn, venom, greed, agony and anger. longing fills up her head, melancholy drowsy in broken melody of a violin being played.

walking along the path, it started raining. jinsoul bitterly giggled. 

"thank you rain, for wanting to guide me to hide my tears, to hide my pain."

at night where only the moonlight is guiding her along, jinsoul walks along. a little smile plasters on her face, remembering a memory that came back. 
_

"this moonlight looks like it's guiding us to the pathway the heaven." jung-en jokes, holding hands with jinsoul and swinging their arms as they walk together, going back home.

"why guide me to the pathway of heaven when heaven is already beside me?" jinsoul flirts and manages to flatters jung-en's heart. 

"then, wherever i stand, make sure to come find me. your pathway to heaven."

"hopefully it won't go astray."
_

words got twisted, all happiness fades and this pathway goes astray dejectedly.