sorry,

hough I have lost all sense of everything and exist only in a black hole. There’s no oxygen in this space, no air, or breeze, no sensation except stifling heat, a

to nestle their images so respectfully on top. A wall of white to counteract the darkness of the room. Candles burning to each sid

d my stomach hurts with splicing pangs, yet nothing comes out, and my face is bone dry. I’ve lost the sensation of my limbs so that I no longer feel attatched to my own body and stay as I am,

around to see her. She pulls the voice away from me and mutters some other words of comfort, and thanks, and it fades out to the same eery nothingness of before. Locked on and focused only on dark brown eyes, the flawless complexio

safe tone of the source of support this past week, and I turn my face and blink at him. Dazed in my surreal surroundings. Seeing nothing but a blurry image before me and yet his presence is wanted compared to everyone else. He’s been Jyeon of my childhood. Jyeon that I missed to the point o

be not to the same depth as mine, but we share a pain that has held us together these hours and I’ve come to depend on his presence to get through this today. He’s been grieving in a silent and s

lders and attempts to move me, but I hold firm. Inwardly breaking down with the thought of no longer having them with me, of having them there when I go home. If I go, then they will lay here without me

, or is it the place where my parents went? How can I go somewhere that doesn’t exist anymore? I’m alone now. There’s isn’

loud, in a gasping and agonising way, searching for air as my legs give out and Jyeon pulls me into his arms to catch me before I fall. Cradling me cl

, and cough and wheeze, trying to get the words out that break my soul in two. My brain a scattered chaotic mess and each word falls out of my mouth, rambling of its own accord. My whole world crashes down around me as every part of me gives up the fight to stay in control and he gets my full outpouring. The realisation th

e both end up on the floor properly. Me in his arms and curled up tight, clinging to him, while he hovers and balances to keep me close. His knees on either side of my body so I’m encircled in his protective space. Letting me cry it out while he rests hi