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Understatement
Perfection meets Perfectionist #1 | copyright to saturnfairycat
Author's Note: This is different from an archive! It is one of my drafts for one of the moments in the webtoon/written fiction that I talked about in my very first post. There is another version of this, which involves the two main characters of the story. But I thought posting this one first and then the one that is more personalised. Let me know if you would like to see the "official" one!
Understatement
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It was more of a rather nice night.
Though nice was an understatement.
Polychromatic, astral.
The clouds were a spread of butter on toast.
The sunset was the jam– maybe even marmalade.
Salted caramel can’t compare to the sea’s mist.
For you to show leniency on my heartstrings?
The world will deteriorate, your devotion is interdiction.
There isn’t much room for such an ambition to ruin my depiction.
Your perspicacity scares me,
Torment me next, hence my jonah complex?
Eradicated, irretrievable.
Yet what is there not to regret?
Your hand is so much bigger than mine.
Pleading to discard the truth,
Everyone's hands seem to be more commodious than mine.
My world fits perfectly in my cupped hands.
I always hope to the heavens that the water wouldn’t seep through the cracks.
Is it obvious that I was holding my breath the whole time?
That night was beautiful.
Beautiful is definitely an understatement.
It reminded of you– a wistful memory meant to be kissed good night.
Was I meant to kiss you?
Attentive jealousy, trounce dolour.
My hands are tied, with the most winsome ribbon, crafted from fallen angels to trap my small cage of a mind.
Once I step in, I have to continue until the day I dwindle, the flower can wither from its sorrows.
But your hands are so much bigger than mine, I always can’t help but wonder how steady you can hold my world.
Would you hold my world?
Would you drop it when I let my sirens out to the poor sailors who only want to go home?
But I guess it's too late now, huh.
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