one. two.

the wheels turn, and we grow farther away. each second is drenched with the waters  of Lethe, molding us back into “normality”.

three. four.

don’t take away the scars, the wrenching pain of my heart. if this is the only way i can still keep you by my side, i don’t want it to stop. i don’t need medicine, i don’t need healing…if it takes you away from me.

five. six.

do you think of me? the times we once shared, are they just a completed book, perused and returned? or do they still make your heart ache?

seven. eight.

tick. tock. tick. tock. tick. tock. tick. tock.

nine..

until you come back….

나는…바람이었던걸까? 더이상 제 기능을 하지 못하는 휴대전화를 옆에 두고 잠시 세상을 어둡게 해보니 들어가지 말아야 할 세계가 내 손을 이끈다. 잠시 유혹되었다가도 다시 세상을 밝게 하면 …모든 건 그대로다. 이제는 조금…지친다. 바람은 나무가 될 수 없나보다. 언제나 옆에 있지만, 딱히 일부러 찾는 사람도 없고, 그러다 바람이 가끔 찾아오면 그때서야 반가워할 뿐이지. 가질 수 없는 걸 탐하면 안되는 거지….? the wind breezed through and left. did I really leave? did I stay? or did you know at all that I was there? my android does everything but its fundamental function…but I can’t stop holding onto it. turning the lights off, another world tries to guide my hand down a wider road, and it’s hard to resist…especially now. maybe it will be easier to just walk on that road, without a care for others, since they won’t care for me anyway. what’s one more person in the crowd with a mask? but ….i open my eyes, to only be immediately immersed in the same ocean of thoughts. ….it’s getting tiring, now. I guess the wind can’t become a tree. the voices coax the wind, “isn’t it hard to be floating around all the time? come, come with us, and let’s settle down.” when the wind is hesitant, the voices follow everywhere, in wavelengths, ringtones, and letters. but when the wind slowly turns around, it finds that the voices were naught but fragments of its own desire. no one remembers a breeze that wafts by. it may be greeted for the coolness it brings, but we do not grab it and coax it to stay a little longer. do we? the wind says “settle down? be a tree? ha! boring. why be rooted to the ground when you can be free to go about anywhere you wish?” but it knows well that wherever it may go, it does not have a home. so…if you know of a breeze, and they seem to be fleeting away, just…let them know that you still are aware of them. let them know…before it’s all too late.

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