☽ INVU

[image source: Spotify]


A story ~ INVU

The gaze of a goddess,

Half-lid and softly doze.

Cripples me to my knees,

Frostbitten from head to toe.

Sculpted from diamond,

Your blade hitched at my throat.

Culpability backstabs,

Straight as an arrow.


Well, I'll be damned.

You're still as beautiful as before.


Your insults like icicles,

Still warm to my touch.

Your closure won't come,

You'll see soon enough.

You sieged all my possessions,

But left me my heart.

The exception is my hate,

It amounts to none.


Because, I envy you.


Annex my heart if

The words sting too much.


I envy you because,

You'll always be loved.


🏹 🏹 🏹


While listening to this song:

You could look at.....honestly watch Taeyeon's MV (shown below) because the aesthetics literally are *chef's kiss*

You could be with.....someone you will love unconditionally, and can’t imagine your life without them (does not need to be a romantic relationship). And even if they hated your guts, you’d run to the end for them.

You could do something.....go cry bb if you need to~ it's okay :')

You could eat or drink.....have you ever tried a teaspoon lingonberry syrup with ice cubes in a cold glass of water? Ahh~ it's heaven's drink indeed.

You could remember that.....you may love someone with all of your heart--but what you wish for does not determine other people's actions. Also, I don't personally think it's a good idea to idolize people and think they are "above you"--because no one should be above the other in a relationship, really.




Artist: Taeyeon

[Secret Story of a Song]

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