My Only One

CH 39.

The lyrics felt like it was him talking to himself so he just closed his eyes and let them flow in his ears. 

Welcoming the future no matter how far

Use a headshot to magnify each day

Every moment must burn and boil

That we've got one life one world

So let's come together

We'll weather the storm

A rain of colors Look up to the sky

We're all made of shooting stars

Sehun hummed along with the song, his lips and body moving according to the music. 

We are made to love WOO OH~

We are made to love WOO OH~

We are made to love WOO OH~

We are made to love

We are made to love

A small smile brushed his lips like the wind just greeted him and passed by. 

The dispersed paintbrushes,

 the blank white canvas

It's still there like old times

Then I would

Oh yes I would

Use my pen to draw the link between reality and memory

Then I would

Trust me I would

Sehun inhaled, letting himself be drawn into the song. He could just feel those memories surfacing of good days, bad days, or days he didn't want to remember but also those days he wanted to remember so he let them pass through his walls. Slowly trying to accept them as a part of his life. Slowly trying to explain it to himself that it was a bad reality which he once faced but now he has more things to look forward to, more things which require more of his time and energy. 

Have all the extreme moments

Experience my own change

Walking through the scars that become my spotlight

That we’ve got one life one world

So let’s come together

We’ll weather the storm

A rain of colors Look up to the sky

We’re all made of shooting stars

 

We are made to love WOO OH~

We are made to love WOO OH~

We are made to love WOO OH~

We are made to love

We are made to love

This was the first step he would like to take. To embrace each and every part of his life. Yes he was abused, yes he did lose his close ones, yes he also lost himself in the circle of life but it was a circle of life, everything will come and go and come again but he has to become stronger than the previous time. He has to brace himself for the next time so that once it returns back he would no longer be that scared, depressed, anxious boy that everyone called him.