ᵀ ᴱ ᴸ ᴱ / vision
whenever there is silence i start to fill it with your deep voice and electric 4am alarm. i envy the talks we ( never ) used to have. my voice reaches out; i start to chat with the echo. only at night, while reaching for that empty, cold space.
do i speak of the other side of the bed? do i speak of my heart? or do i speak of the you that was beside me, instead?
they say min yoongi
didn't even know me.
( these words come at a price.
it be a fee, it be a sacrifice—
given to me. )
the lab coats grabbed me, took me away
restrained, ( i don't obey )
sometime midday; probably saturday.
wait no, it was on a holy sunday.
a, b, c, d
( he's in miami
&& i'm making tsunamis. )
YOU ARE READING
☑ ゛𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.
FanfictionMIN YOONGI. your eyes were hurt ( or i imagine they would be ) when you sincerely looked me in the eye and had that small pained smile. i'm sorry for cheating, but i can't...
