Promise.

Sehun. It gives me shivers, just saying your name inside my head. I don't know why I'm writing this, but this feeling in my heart just makes me to do what I'm doing and say what I'm saying. I can't just stand one minute without one though about you. Every second reminds me how I was counting them, while listening to your heartbeat. Every minute reminds me the silkiness of your hair, when my fingers floated between them. They're just seconds, but you made them so important to me. Your arms gave me warm feeling, like I don't have to be scared anymore. I felt like our souls became one. I could lay like this forever, and everytime you moved away, I felt sad. I couldn't feel you anymore. And I stayed alone on that big bed. But when you came back, I closed my eyes and hid in your arms again, so I could feel that again. And then your hand floated through my hair. I was listening how your skin brushed with it. I heard your breath, felt every one of them on my neck. I was so happy. I felt you, and that was all that mattered to me, and it haven't changed. I still need you like a child. Maybe I'm still one, I know you'd say that. Sehun. It was only three days, which we spent together. I'm shameless to tell you that I'm crying, and acting like it was never going to happen again, but I need to. I miss you, Sehunnie. I don't think I can sleep by myself. I just want you to be here again so much. I cry on the pillow you slept on. It's impossible for me to say all these things out loud, because my voice is going to crack. You're going to come back in a couple of months, but I already know this is going to feel like forever. I miss your arms around me, your hands on my back, when I was cold. I miss every stupid thing you don't even know about. I miss your lips, gently kissing mine, when I couldn't move. Your hand touching my back slowly, killing me inside. I wanted to hold you so much, but my arms just couldn't move. I promise I wanted to. Thank you that you did that first and gave me the chance to fix it. I miss looking at your face. Holding your hands, feeling your nose running through my neck, and then your lips, leaving a millions of kisses on it. I want you here again, and this is gonna be my only one wish on every next summer, over, and over again. I will be wishing to see your face every morning beside me, and that's gonna be all I ever want.
I love you.
Luhan.





• Pierwszy raz publikuję coś po angielsku. Wszystko powstało w jednej chwili, w przypływie pewnych uczuć, o których wie tylko jedna osoba. Wierzę, że każdy z Was zna język i wszystko dobrze zrozumie. Dziękuję, że jesteście.