1| Loving you is a Losing Game

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It was Jisoo unnie.

The light to my dark life, the salvation to my damaged soul, the friend philosopher and guide to my lost mind.

She must be crying...but I don't want her to cry. She is an angel...she should be happy...always.

I felt my head being raised and kept on a soft lap.

"Jendeukie....don't...don't go anywhere....stay here...."

Some hot drops of her tears fell on my bloodied face...burning holes in my almost fading mind. Yet, I tried with all the strength left in me...to ask the question which was still burning inside me like a wildfire.

"Unnie.....

If we are born to be alone......then why are we still looking for love?"


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~Endless night

Love trapped us in a windowless room (Love)

What can we say?

Long for love even though it hurts every time (Love)~


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|Lisa POV|


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"Babe, why did you take me to this rooftop?"

I asked as the cold air of midnight crept into my bones. He smiled sweetly at me, the kind of smile which made my heart grow fonder of him.

"To celebrate our love. To show how much true our love is."

He took me by my hand, and both of us settled at the edge of the terrace. I shivered slightly.

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