"You can be honest
Life sucks big time
Welcome adulthood
Shuttered dreams sweet on a dustpan
This morning they have been taken out with trash
You can be patient
It's longer than you thing
To be young
Broken heart sewed with a crumpled needle
Yet the stuffing of passion is still sticking out, like us
You can be brave
Fallen to pieces
Getting up leaving the house
Damaged love glued back with duck tape
Under the table there are still pieces that couldn't last
Broken by thunder
Of society's judgment
Scarlet destruction
Of Rainbow-fading, to gray
Standing ovations
Without my best friend
Outworn illusion
Holding me here"
The chorus faded in the studio microphone. Xiaojun took off the headphones walking back to the min room to face Jeno's dark eyes.
"I think your poetic expression is improving but the flow of the songs isn't there."
"So it's not good," Xiaojun clenched his fists.
"It's good just not living up to your best songs. Still it's a great side track. I bet you have definitely some hidden pearl in your notebook you're denying to show me," Jeno even chuckled.
"There's nothing there. This was the best I had lately," Xiaojun sat down on the couch.
"Just read what you have," Jeno turned at the chair still watching him with great interest.
"Ah," Xiaojun opened his notebook browsing through it until he stopped at a song he has written before Yangyang left.
"Your body is a masterpiece
Nose to nose
Lips to lips
Cheek on cheek
I found out
The density of starts
Is just what's up with my heart
The butterflies madness
Is just me falling under your touch
The fire nostalgia
Is blue like me coming back to you
The space you created in me
Is just you - light density."
"Not good too, right," Xiaojun sighed flipping the page. "It was a heat filled sunny day, the only that has changed my life. I have been sitting on the certain of the bridge leading to the temple, breathing in the dust circling in the air. A stranger stopped right in front of me asking for a prophecy, asking for my name. 'You are my mirror, your mirror is me,' I've never believed I can come up with anything close to real prophecy yet it has happened, that accidental spark of luck, when I had written down nonsense wrapped up in my deepest dream of a lonely orphan wishing to be saved. Nonsense Renjun has taken as my genius, my special ability. Nonsense that brought me here... should I continue?" Xiaojun looked up but Jeno only nodded.
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FanfictionI'm in love with my best friend... In the chaos of Renmin's crushing marriage their son needs to do everything possible and impossible to never ever let his best friend find out it has been him only - the muse behind every song, the substance of eac...
