Saturday, January 7, 2012, 11:15 PM
love&coffee.




Lee Sungyeol loved coffee. He loved the rich aroma, the bittersweet aftertaste it left on his lips; most of all, he loved how it kept him up. ‘There’s not enough time in the world,’ Sungyeol once told me. And I, I love his boyish charms, his big brown eyes that stared back at me with endless hopes and dreams. I love him, like how he loved caramel frappucinos in winter and hot mochas in summer. Most of all, I love Lee Sungyeol, like how Peter Pan loves Wendy.



“You know why I always smile?” Lee Sungyeol asked me once. “No,” I told him. “Tell me,” I begged. Sungyeol’s happiness was contagious. He handed it out like a disease, it spreads, even if one was willing to accept it or not. Sungyeol was my demise, yet my cure at the same time. And as he stared back into my eyes that unfortunate day, I see the hopes and dreams drown from those dark brown eyes I love so much. “People waste too much time being sad. They grieve so much-too much, that they forget how living is like. Everyone wants to go to heaven, but no one wants to die, Seori.”



“Sungyeol-ah,” I reached for his hand, but he pushed me away. Such simple actions from him break my heart. “Don’t mourn me-ever, Seori. I don’t want you to shed a single tear for me when I’m gone.” I grabbed onto him and my tears easily soaked his shirt. “Why are you saying all this?” I asked, through my soft cries. I buried my head into his embrace, he didn’t hold me. “I don’t want to die, Seori. I don’t want to go to heaven.” And he cries-for the first time. “I want to stay here. With you.



The smell of coffee still lingers in the kitchen. I brew it, just to smell it. It reminds me of Sungyeol, of his bittersweet kisses-of his dark brown eyes, and his childish charms. It brings me back to a place, a place and a time when Lee Sungyeol lived.



I would’ve followed you, Sungyeol.




Be it heaven or hell.




I’d follow you.

version.
Remembering Yesterday, v.1



annyeong.
I just messed up my page. TT.TT I know the black and white is an eyesore, but bear with me. I'm going to change it soon. >.< I hate you, dreamweaver.


where.to.go
home. affies. make.me.a.trailer.woman. pick.me.up.


let.me.scribble.
boy.with.the.space.ship already.gone love&coffee already.gone.ii chasing.time chasing.cinderella a.step.from.the.north.wind the.scarlet.letter


sing.to.me