Estranged

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;become a stranger, of one who formerly was close, as a relative, friend, lover, or spouse


My days dance with happiness and my nights sings
With every moment they drown me
I've lost myself as I win you,
Now I live just for you

I wish I could look at you forever,
I wish I could worship your image
All my relations begin with you,

I want to be a flowers of love and
and fall upon your body
I want to get on the boat of affection
Across the universe
With your love i get to the other side of the world

This Smooth Toxic Is Slowly Increasing
With love removing my veil
Now the heart is becoming excited going crazy

This Very New Bride Became Your Widow
Like Some Worshipper Decorate A Temple
I Don't Want Diamonds or Pearls
i just want to be with you


" Bullshit ! Bullshit ! " she muttered under breath

Sitting between the pile of her old paintings , diaries and books

She was going through the diary which she used to write during the days of her first love encounter, reading poetry she wrote for him felt more humoristic then nostalgic

She torned the diary from between parting it into two and threw it into the carton full of trash.

She has decided to make her living permanently in that house which has her soul , where she felt peace.

She stepped towards the corner shelf stumbling on papers and books when she stepped on a hard object which caused her to whine in pain and fall upon

She rubbed the bottom of her foot then uncover that devilish object.

That was too unexpected .

She thought she lost it
She thought she dropped it
She thought someone stole it

That wooden musical box
That played the tune of her good old days
Those engraved pattern
That represented the smiles of her good old days

She wined the handle
And it played the tune she could never get tired off.

She immediately grabbed her phone captured the picture of wooden box putting it on her sooty palm in the background , a window with cracked glass

Day 365 of  730

It was Haneul's first Death Anniversary .
These days Yoongi and Linta were barely talking more because they had work to do, more because whenever they talk it end up on how Kris was mistreating Yoongi , more because Linta always told him to break she just couldn't understand why he was bearing this nonsense and him always replying that break up wasn't his thing. Crap

She went Daegu with Jimin and returned with him straight from graveyard.

Being with him actually made her happy, he had this positive energy radiating out of him which relaxed her.

She could tell him anything and he always end up solving her problem.

" I love you " she said hugging him before hoping in the car

" I love you too " Jimin replied hugging her tight

" You are my hocrux " she said pulling a bit back, Pocking his nose

" And you are mine " Jimin's hands were still tightly holding her

She always gets confuse when Jimin called her , his Hocrux , she has done nothing for him except for crying and drenching his shoulder countless times

" How am I even supposed to be your hocrux dude I have done nothing for you ? "  she asked sitting inside

With a grin Jimin went to the other side of the car.

He sat and insert the key in ignition.

" Remember how Voldemort made Harry his own Hocrux without even knowing " He asked increasing pressure on accelerator

She nodded, remembering how it destroyed Voldemort afterwards

" Just like that we are each others Hocrux , today you are need I'm giving you my soul when I'll be in need I'll count on you " he said softly

Lifted his hand showing his pinky which she intertwined with her own.

Day 401 of 730

" Having fever , come over " she read Yoongi's message

She typed something really sarcastic but removed it shaking her head , instead she decided to rub it on his face

" Wow Min Yoongi thinks I'm his nurse, where's your girl friend? " she said loudly entering his flat

Even after everything they make sure tell each other their passwords

" I'm not talking to her, I'm giving her a piece of my mind " he said half leaning on the couch in the living room

Face paler then ever, eyes red as if he had been crying a bit puffy.

" You have cried , haven't you? " she asked sitting beside him

" I saw her , I saw Haneul in my dream " he said voice cracking

She stayed quiet, a long pause

He waited for her to ask more but she didn't  .

" She was crying looking at me as if she was pitying me " he continued

" worth pitying " she mumbled

" What ? " Yoongi hadn't heard it

" Nothing, when did you saw it ? "  she asked , uncomfortable

" Yesterday , when I returned from Daegu , I had project on her anniversary so I visited as soon as I freed up " he said voice low

She hummed

" Tell me what does it mean " he asked hope in eyes

" I don't know I'll ask my fellow she has knowledge about such things but from when you started believing such things ? " she asked , amused

" Ever since she keeps appearing in my dreams " Yoongi said completely leaning on the couch head on her lap

She was taken aback , she had thought he have forgotten her but knowing that he often see her that means he often think about her because dreams are our thoughts of subconscious.

She placed her palm on his forehead, softened , realizing how wrong she thought of him.













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