“Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?”
“He has no idea why the world seems to have ended on such a beautiful January day, or why he’s sobbing in the middle of the street as if tomorrow will never come.” -Anterograde Tomorrow
"My name is Kim Jongin"
"I call you hyung"
"Today you loved me"
"Tomorrow you'll love me again"
"You're name is Do Kyungsoo"
"You have short term memory loss"
"So you won't remember what happened last night"
"But let me help you remember"
“You know… one day, I won’t be able to touch your face, talk to you. I’ll just… lay there, watching you cry with eyes wide open, body numb, and, and my hand, around yours… You’ll hold my hand like right now, but it’ll be cold, and it’ll hurt, more than it does now. And when that day comes, hyung, promise me you’ll let me go. You’ll go home, take away the daisies… Because, listen, hyung. You don’t deserve to…. see daisies wither.” -Jongin
“When I first heard I was going to die, I thought… finally, thank you.. but now, now I just… I just want one more minute, one more millisecond… I want more time with you, hyung… I haven’t loved you yet, I’m not done…” -Jongin
"Where are we going?"
"To see fireflies"
“Thank you. Thank you,” And the second thank you is said softly, almost as if it’s meant for more significant things. Perhaps something of a, “Thank you for meeting me, finding me, digging me up from the debris of broken pieces. Thank you for giving me life, tears, wishes, rows and rows of yellow sticky notes lighting up my room when the tapestries have shut off the sun. Thank you for teaching me how bright fireflies can shine.” - Anterograde Tomorrow
I will never be able to see green and yellow sticky notes, fireflies, or the beach the same ever again TT^TT
Why did I just do this to myself?
(Artwork is not mine credit: tumblr)
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