I never would've thought that Feelings could get thrown in the air Cause I accidentally caught that
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It was a calm night when it happened. The moon could be seen in the dark sky, the cars were passing by rapidly and the wind was softly blowing away the strands of hair covering a young man's face who was looking at the street lights from his balcony. The male was living in one of those big and way too expensive apartments installed on rooftops. The 204 to be exact.
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Mark looked over to his right as a tear escaped the corner of his eyes. Normally he wouldn't be outside at this time of the night, he wouldn't be alone and sad. If this didn't happen, he would be watching a stupid movie, sitting comfortably on his couch, holding tightly onto the one he loved the most.
His girlfriend had left him. It was so sudden that the boy didn't realized what was happening at first. An hour ago, Mark came back from his music studio. He was working on producing songs for small underrated artists since he wasn't confident enough to create songs for him to rap to. He was using the money he was receiving to pay his studies at the International School of Arts. His girlfriend, Miyoung, had been waiting for him to come back only to announced she was leaving Mark for someone else and quit what used to be their appartement.
Since then, the Canadian had been crying outside. Weirdly, when stuff upsetting like those occurred, Mark would take all of his emotions and transform them into lyrics to forget. To forget all the problems he was having and to try to put a smile on his face.
Now, he just wanted to go back and feel the small girl holding his hand, kissing his cheek or talking to him with her soft voice.
He had caught feelings so strong he thought he was going to die if he never could get them back.
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I need some new boxing gloves, shit got hectic whenever I fought back For example, ten minutes can't go past without you brushing my thoughts That's fourteen forty a day so I'll say a hundred and forty four times I think about you or something like that
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"Oh my god Hyuck! I got bad news!"
The Korean raised his head, curiosity taking over him as his best friend stepped in their room with a panicked look on his face. "What is it?" He asked with a smirk. "The principal finally decided to kick me out after I put a hundred rats in his office or maybe, because I called his wife a bitch for cheating on him with Mr. Kim? Like c'mon! This man gotta find someone better."
