Life was simply a swirl of hues of grey, only bright pops of pain decorating the heavy veil of gloom surrounding each individual.
Grey was such an odd color, it could be as bright as a ray of light or as dark as a shadow, yet no matter the value it still carried a certain air of insipid exhaustion.
Day in and day out shades of grey smother me, that was until he showed up in my life, bright buckets of paint splattering behind him.
He was my sun.
My life.
My color.
Love was supposed to be magical, light yet all-consuming all at once.
Falling in love with Jung Hoseok was like drowning.
The harder I struggle the deeper I fall until all that surrounds me is him and I simply suffocate on his sheer presence.
Until it's just me floating in the abyss of my own love.
The world was grey before he showed up.
He brought brightness and color in my life with solely a smile.
With the simple curve of his lips, just the wrinkle of his ethereal features, color trickled and splattered across the dull shades of grey, painting my world with life and inexplicable emotions.
I asphyxiated in the color.
While he thrived.
If falling in love Jung Hoseok was like drowning,
Then it seems I am merely a corpse now.
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I know I have commitment issues bUt hAvE yOU sEen tHiS mAn
I COULDN'T HELP IT OKAY
aNYwaY i HoPE You eNloYeD Le TrAsh aS MUcH aS I eNjOYED WRITING IT
BTW THIS ONE IS ANGSTY AF
I NEVER REALLY WRITE THOSE KIND OF STORIES SO ILL TRY MY BEST WITH THIS ONE HEHE
