Stuck Between "I Want This Drama To Have A Happy Ending" And "I Don't Want This Drama To End!"

Stuck between "I want this drama to have a happy ending" and "I don't want this drama to end!"

ParkPark couple reacts to their own scenes in episode 4

I am already in love with this show

You didn’t want to hold it before. Now, you don’t want to let go? You said not to let go.

doom puppy in love

청춘 - a poem inspired by “hymn of death”

Star crossed lovers they called us, dear. Out of our homes we ran into beating fear. You wrote so the world could hear again, One hand hold mine, the other a pen. Who would have known the pain I felt was so deep. My heart is aching when I am awake, when I am asleep. Who would have known a word from you would make me fall, My actions leading me towards you withal, Who would have known your smile is everything for me. Everything I need to survive, everything I need to be. Who would have known the world was against this story. All I wanted was you by my side; thus my full glory. Who would have thought the universe was against us, Our love marked as ridiculous treasonous. I lost my youth in tormented days, Falling consciously deeper into your warm gaze. Miraculously, I existed until your eyes met mine. Still unaware of the power they hold over my shine. Dancing in the dark, until the sun set low, Until I awaken from dreams painted by the morning glow. I saw the world, followed my path along, My mind full of your auras song. As my heart stayed with you, I knew my safety heaven - where I belonged to. Your words spoke lands, countries and youth, Your words were riddled, as they led the truth. The pen is mightier than the sword? The pen is all you could afford, you made it your weapon by choice, Thus, by writing you raised your voice. Is the written word a tool of power you ask? It’s all you have under this burdensome mask. The power you give will reach out to ears, People will listen once you start, even after years. But why did they ever stopped caring? Why was there no support for this pairing. Trusting. Hoping, we kept wandering around. Still hoping, still searching the ground. It became an ocean of the unweeped tear. Warm hand in mine, we jumped into cold fear. - ayla moz

Why am I still obsessed with them in 2021???😭😭😭