Saturday, July 7, 2012

[FANFICTION] Still

Characters: Yoochun, Han Ji Min
Summary: Even the sun fades, even the moon disappears, even the world vanishes, even your body would exist no more, I will still love you.
Author's Note: Rooftop Prince still affects me. This is the effect.

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Inside my royal room there I sit. Sometimes I stand and face the closed window, trying to get the best scenery I can, alone. At nights, I walk by the pond where my memory of her first occurred. Though her body is no longer visible in the midnight image of the pond every time I pass by, the hidden pains she had endured are still around, playing with the wind. And as soon as these touch me,  I cry.

But no one sees it. Not even the royal guards or royal maids behind me. Not even my closest friends whom I often eat Omurice whenever we feel to. Not even my silk clothes. Just my heart. My pure, lonely heart. And it hurts: the way everything goes at the moment and the fact that the happenings in the past will just be painful memories. Everything stings. And I don't know that as a living King in the Joseon Dynasty, I can still be considered as mighty.

That's why I've always loved night times. Because in the darkest hours, that's when I feel the presence of her love the most. Upon feeling it, I would be comforted. Ah, everything seemed so good. For I stopped being afraid of the dark when I first met her. Even a thief who has ten knives in his pocket did I ever fear. For in the presence of her love I gained real comfort. And because she died in the middle of the night at the cold waters of the pond, there I always walk, trying to feel her love though thorns pinch my ever melancholy heart.



However, the sadness makes me strong. Every time I feel lonely, I would think of the times when  we were together. The moments I make her smile, the days that were happily finished with her face, the long hours that passed like a whirlwind with her pretty voice, and the seconds I never wasted just to be with her. When I think of these, I become strong. And as more political issues come my way, I gather my strengths and remember the way she loved me. By that, my love never left. My heart is still for her.


Even the sun fades, even the moon disappears, even the world vanishes, even her body would exist no more, I will still love her. Because it is only in her that I learned how to love. It is only in her that I knew how to smile. It is all because of her why I am still here, living and waiting for the time that we'll meet again. So inside my royal room, though I'm alone, I never felt lonely. For her love accompanied me and that made me overcame the wearies.

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