#k.namjoon

ིྀ

intrigued by the sculpture

Secretly releasing another mixtape soon

A NAMJIN SELCA MY ENTIRE YEAR HAS BEEN MADE

stage by yesimaginarylove // a piece that i wrote after i performed on a stage, and istg i broke down in tears when i thought of /him/.// the night is still young but it has already suffered more than it could endure. you and i are on a stage, clinging beneath the lights arms, wanting to be cradled like lost children that we are. you are wearing your exhaustion around your neck like a locket that you wouldn’t take away from your chest. while, i am cuddling with my shadow while secretly hoping that it will finally swallow me whole. just as when we are busy finding our way out of the labyrinths of our minds, our gazes meet the crowd, ignoring the vast distance between us two, we let our heart walked away from us. right then, we know, we are not alone as we think we are. tell me, can you feel my words? tell me, do you know i can hear the hidden message behind your song? the walls around us are rapidly pulsating while the floor beneath us waits for us to fall. you continue to drive away from being sober as i keep on shooting fire to the atmosphere, as i let my lips do the talking. the beats keep on getting louder as shattered hearts take the stage, as you continue spitting fire. the smell of misery is getting stronger, it is now difficult to breathe. so instead of trying so hard to tilt your head away from their direction, why don’t we just get out from here? maybe you dont know me, but believe me when i say that i know you. maybe you dont know me, but believe me when i say that i love you. maybe we're just lost souls finding our partners, but believe me when i say that i will save you. despite our differences, please believe me when i say that both of us perform on a stage the same night, letting the world know about our story. don’t get me wrong, i am not going after your heartbeats. i will no longer chase something that led me to this hopeless place. all i am saying is maybe, if we let ourselves collide, we can create an entire universe where we don’t end up destroying ourselves away under blinking lights. maybe if we let our paths get tangled, we won’t have to drive a long way only to face our dead ends. maybe if we take and change this moment, we can finally find something different, something that isn’t sharp and aching. all I am saying is your hands are empty and my hands are kind of lonely so can we do something about it, even just for the night?