your healing voice | rosé x jungkook

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rosé pov

< 'i can't do this alone, please hear my heart calling for you.' >

when i sing, the words become a calling,

my voice falling upon ears that want to hear me,

i look at him, he is listening,

his eyes sparkle and fizzle with timeless galaxies,

he's really listening.

today i met someone new, he is...different.

the one i'm looking at is jeon jungkook,

he has enormous doe eyes, onyx stones that provoke mine,

shaggy chestnut hair, in a mussed fringe covering his eyebrows,

when we look into each other's eyes...

it's as if the rest of the world is falling away,

i decide to dedicate my song to jungkook,

the boy that causes my heart to skip with his prolonged stares and careful smiles,

my fingers strum the guitar, i have trouble focusing,

because i know he is hearing every single note,

i don't want to make any mistakes in front of jungkook,

my cover is heartfelt, i pour as much emotion as possible into my voice,

the irony is, i can't relate to the lyrics,

i had never really 'clicked' with any guy, there were moments of doubt,

debating whether it was men i was after...

i did fall in love with a girl, yet it wasn't the lustful type,

sure, playing with her hair and sleeping beside her was one of my favourite pastimes, but -

times change.

she consumed me...

we lived in the same enclosed space, all our items were shared,

there we were, fighting for a chance in a system that failed to deem us citizens,

we would always be foreigners,

i would leave soon, return home,

when the semester finished i'd be on the first plane back to australia,

i missed the unpolluted air and vast golden land,

the peaceful silence, smiling warm faces,

yes, that was where i belonged.

as i scan the courtyard, i sadly realise i'm looking for her,

the girl i love.

she was my sister, though blood separated us our devotion to one other was thicker,