a difficult life lesson:
let them go. they do not desire you the way you desire them. do not waste your moon and your stars when they cannot give you the sun.
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@lex-iiiii
a difficult life lesson:
let them go. they do not desire you the way you desire them. do not waste your moon and your stars when they cannot give you the sun.
she lays in bed with you, hearing your stories and trailing her fingertips down your arm that’s wrapped around hers while i lie in bed alone, agonizing over someone else having you the way i cannot.
sincerely, unrequited love.
i would’ve given everything up for you even if you surrendered nothing for me and that is what will ruin me in the end.
while you write songs about her, i write dreams about you.
i would’ve protected your heart with mine if only you had given me the chance.
how did you know it was her you loved most? he asked.
because when i even so much as glanced at her, i knew that i could not exist in a world without her.
take my soul and set it on fire.
you are the sun and the moon, the journey and the destination, the prologue and the epilogue. you are, and always will be, my beginning and end.
strawberry lemonade
- 732022
what’s he like?
i sigh.
he’s like sunflower fields and clear blue skies.
late night talking and crystal blue sea glass.
a lop-sided smile and a wanderlust heart.
drunk love words and razor-sharp wit.
a tight knot in the pit of your stomach when you know you won’t be able to reach him.
hard work and the taste of strawberry nicotine.
he’s like a promise you want infinitely kept.
i saw you got a new kitchen table, i say let’s break it and buy a new one.
pin me against the wall with your hand on my neck and your thigh between my legs and tell me you want me.
late nights
a collection.
DRUNK IN LOVE <3
pairing : changkyun x reader
genre : fluff, kinda angst ?
warnings : indirect mentions of alcohol
sr : drunk sleeping in taxis : valentina ploy
a/n : happy birthday @lex-iiiii baby <3 kudos for sharing the same luv <3 let's get married. i love u sm, and the man im writing abt <3
stumbling upto your apartment’s door, you manage to ring the bell. the door opens to reveal changkyun, ushering you inside, “you’re pretty late, love. i was starting to get worried” he says, a small pout on his lips.
“sorry i just-“
he cuts you off because you're barely awake, “it’s okay, let’s get you into something more comfortable” as he helps you change into your night suit and leads you to the bed, lifting your legs onto the mattress.
as he’s about to switch off the lights and go, you reach out to hold his hand, firm enough to not let him go. “stay, please” your voice is merely above a whisper, and he smiles, joining you on the bed as he lies down next to you.
“do you feel alright, baby? you definitely look like someone who had too many drinks” he asks, when you look up at him for too long.
little questions swarm in your head and you whisper, dazed, “do you love me?” to see a shocked changkyun. “as in, do you love me when i’m wasted like i am right now?”
he tuts, and pulls you to his chest, pressing a chaste kiss on the top of your head. “honey, my love for you is unconditional, yeah? it’s like an evergreen thing, which is applicable to you whether you’re drunk, angry, and in any other condition of yours.”
you smile as your heart flutters because of his words. “would you still love me the same if i wore a hideous pikachu costume?”
changkyun bites his lower lip to keep himself from laughing, “yes, baby, i’d love you the same, perhaps even more so.”
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