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Taehyung felt awful would be an understatement. He missed talking to Bora, he missed annoying her, he missed every cell of his favorite writer and her silence wasn't helping either. This time it was she who was avoiding Taehyung like the plague.
He sat in the corner of his room. The moon shined brightly and oddly; for the first time ever, the moonlight that entered the room through the window panes did not soothe him. The fact that the lights were off and only moonlight could be seen in the space added to his sense of loneliness.
He recalled how he had loathed Bora's absence for the previous two days as she was on leave. It was just a coincidence that the writer decided to take leave the very next day Princy shared about her life.
He wanted to make her feel better now that he knew how he made the girl regret her own feelings. Sadly, he would have to wait till she returned to work. He wanted to become a better version of Kim Taehyung for Bora, the makeup artist he knew and not the writer he adored.
Talking about his better version, he decided to quit bothering her with the fake person he had been portraying himself as all this time. He decided to slowly make Taemin disappear from their lives and make Bora fall for Taehyung only. That would help both of them; Taehyung would be successful in making the girl fall for the real man behind Taemin, and Bora would quit feeling guilty because of her past.
Taehyung scooted underneath the window to get some natural light and grabbed his diary and a pen from his bed before he began scribbling something.
I still feel my heart
Breathe faster like when
I walked on the cold winter streets
Don't say you're fine
'Cause you're not
Please don't leave me alone, it hurts too much
He smiled weakly, not believing himself, who was writing another song for the girl he met just a few months back.
When he read the words he scribbled, he felt depressed; but that was what he felt at the moment. Those were the exact words he wanted to convey to the girl he fell for.
Taehyung was a man who loved and appreciated colors. But when he glanced around his room, the grey and black color were soothing him. It was comforting him for some odd reasons.
He again looked down and made a new paragraph, writing down some more relevant words.
Words like 'color' embarrass me
The wide grey zone is comfortable
With hundreds of millions of grey faces
"Is this what love does to people?" He mumbled to himself, laughing mockingly at himself.
I just wanna be happier
Melt me, I'm cold
I've reached out my hand countless times
The echo is colorless
Oh, this ground feels so heavier
He couldn't believe himself after he finished writing. Was he really writing all this? Was he acting like a heartbroken teenager who was dumped by his first love? He wanted to mock himself some more, but he was enjoying all these emotions brewing within him.
He might feel cringe at the words he wrote, he might not add these words to his song and these would merely be saved as his feelings in his personal diary. Regardless of all his questions and emotions, he was enjoying this Blue & grey feeling developing in him out of nowhere.
If this is how love feels, if this is how love hurts, I'm ready for it as long as it's Bora.
He looked at the wall clock that showed three in the morning. He had to wake up early. So instead of thinking much, he sighed in defeat and walked towards the bed before writing the last two sentences and drifting off to sleep.
The wind rushed in from the slightly ajar window, fluttering the pages of the open diary for the moon and us to read-
After secretly collecting words that wander around in the void,
now I fall asleep, at dawn, good night.
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This chapter was too angsty, like my mood.
I was feeling low for a few odd reasons and I'm not sure how this chapter turned out.
Regardless, I wanted to come here and give an update since you all had been very patient and understanding of my situation.
So this is chapter is an appreciation to you all. I feel so happy and lucky to have you all in my life 🥰✨
Your votes, comments, and support literally make me feel a lot better during my BLUE & GREY days.
So thank you all for being there, my sweet cupcakes! Love you all! ♥️
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