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I intently watch the luscious red liquid as it whirls inside the pellucid glassware with lightness. Its sweet scent entices me, it enthralls me with its velvety thick palate. It's my fourth glass so far but the wine doesn't seem to be doing anything.
"I still wonder."
My eyes stare through the glass as it reflects the city night view on full display in front of me, a scenery to behold. With each second, my desire grows into a deeper depth. A beast is one of the many words that could latch on to it. Its hunger to feed on the brightest haven of one's mind is not to be fiddled, simply put, it'll never be satisfied. Ever.
Faint mellifluous music is being played in the background, the vibrato of the vocalist's voice conveys despondency as Yeontan happily gnaws on a yellow cherubic puppy plush. A complete opposite between moods.
My fingers between the stem playfully sway the contents as I tip the rim in a tilted manner towards the carpet floor. A bored sigh left my lips whilst my chin is resting on my palm, Watching how the absorbent material seeps the wine.
"It was only a matter of time I have it changed." I say to myself, dismissing the fact that the only one listening is my dog. As those words depart, irksome vibrations come in aid to replace. "Speaking of change." I lackadaisically slide my thumb to the right of my phone screen, answering the call as I shot a grin at my black and tan Pomeranian dog.
Glancing at the bottle next to me, my fingers wrap around its neck and pour what seems to be my fifth glass. It's days like this that I start to question my own sanity. Money, fame and simply anything I could ever wish for is already in my grasps, yet deep within I can't deny that I feel lost. The sensation of seeing them tangled is what drives my adrenaline.Every single hurt expression are painted into such engaging and charming memories in my mind. It's an addiction, my obsession.
After all, it's not a wonder that I'm just a sucker for tragic broken endings of a beautiful story. Though I know it's wrong, the ending to this sickeningly euphoric hobby of mine is just non-existent.
"Hello darling."
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