Maybe I'm raving and I feel delirious.
It's nothing about the medication.
But I think is life.
Maybe it's starting to grow inside of me again.
I have this feeling I put pavement all over me the day you left.
And I guess life cannot be hold for so long because maybe I wasn't so broken after all and it's growing like...
Exactly like those flowers you see growing in the middle of the street, you know?
Struggling but beautiful. Just like life, right?
You see them, growing, blossoming, lonely but confident.
I wish I could be like that too, you know, fighting for my life and dreams...
Standing there, emerging from a lifeless society.
Yeah, that's me.
This one's pretty short, hyung.
Just like you though.
Forgetting progress: Improving?
Me: *is in tears because of the beautiful people who reads and supports this story*
BTW. YES. "IMPROVING"
YOU ARE READING
The art of forgetting «Yoonkook/Yoonseok»Fanfiction
Forget me the same way you forgot how to love me ... So... hey! This story is super random and I'm being impulsive by writing it but who cares. Warning. A lot of fluff, depression and deep stuff. Enjoy it! Winner of the Luminous Awards~