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I asked Nayeon if she likes Jungkook more than me. (All those kisses in Jeju seem like a million miles away)


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I asked Nayeon if she likes Jungkook more than me. She said she hadn't really thought about it. I persisted, because I knew she was trying to avoid the question. After my third or fourth goading, she begrudgingly admitted that she liked Jungkook more. Then, I asked her why. She didn't answer. Then I asked her why again. She hesitated-- the words were on her lips, but she mummed herself. She saw I was getting irritable, and she blurted out that he was the better lover. A little taken aback and a lot dejected, I interrogated her, "You mean, in bed? Tell me." She answered that: no, he was just a better lover, in general. Even at that moment, I tried to seize every spare crumb of encouragement for myself and magnified it, but my heart was sick. I remembered that forgotten face of Nayeon that I had not seen in weeks up to that point, that strange bright loneliness that would not return. O' lost, and by the wind grieved-- for our blind and tangled lives.

 

All those kisses in Jeju seem like a million miles away. I felt unfathomable loneliness and sadness creep through me: I saw my life down the solemn vista of a forest aisle, and I knew I would always be the sad one: caged in that little round skull, imprisoned in that beating and most secret heart, my life must always walking down lonely passages. Lost. I understand that men were forever strangers to one another, that no one ever comes really to know anyone. 

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I asked Nayeon if she likes Obama more than me. She said she hadn't really thought about it. I persisted, because I knew she was trying to avoid the question. After my third or fourth goading, she begrudgingly admitted that she liked Obama more. Then, I asked her why. She didn't answer. Then I asked her why again. She hesitated-- the words were on her lips, but she mummed herself. She saw I was getting irritable, and she blurted out that he was the better lover. A little taken aback and a lot dejected, I interrogated her, "You mean, in bed?" She answered that: no, he was just a better lover, in general. Even at that moment, I tried to seize every spare crumb of encouragement for myself and magnified it, but my heart was sick. I still remember that forgotten face of Nayeon that I had not seen in weeks up to that point, that strange bright loneliness that would not return. O' lost, and by the wind grieved-- for our blind and tangled lives.


 


All those kisses in Jeju seem like a million miles away. I felt unfathomable loneliness and sadness creep through me: I saw my life down the solemn vista of a forest aisle, and I knew I would always be the sad one: caged in that little round skull, imprisoned in that beating and most secret heart, my life must always walking down lonely passages. Lost. I understand that men were forever strangers to one another, that no one ever comes really to know anyone. 


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