Monologue Of Love ― Do Kyungsoo

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"Staring into thin air that hard won't make you get a hold of the gas molecules, Kyungsoo." She said making him snap from his wandering thoughts.

"Just one of those days that gets me thinking." He replied as he repositioned himself after being all slumped in the seat.

"That's funny because you're always thinking Kyungsoo." She shook her head as she let out a giggle.

"You said about gases just now. Right?"

"Yes, about how you will never get hold of air no matter how hard you stare at it."

"Don't you think it's similar to love?"

"I don't see what's the similarity would be."

"Like you said, even if we stare hard, focus hard on that one thing. It doesn't mean we can get a hold of it. We know of it's presence, we feel it but we can't hold it. And in a way love is a bit like how air is to us. When you're in love with someone far away, you'll focus on them. Give your love to them. They would be aware of your love, they feel it through your words and actions. But they can never be yours and you can't claim them as yours."

"Honestly, it's not much of a similarity but it makes sense."

"Sorry for thinking in a weird way."

"It's okay. That way of thinking makes conversations much more interesting."