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everything feels so heavy.
he feels gravity dragging his limbs into the ground harder tonight. the moon shines brighter.
even the lit cigarette between his slender fingers is harder to raise to his lips than usual.
he watches as the smoke colors itself a faded yellow against the white of the snowfall in front of him.
the fabric of his plaid shirt scratching at his scarred arms more than yesterday.
he sees couples walking by, their conversations faint in the vastness of winter.
his brain not willing to shut up as his thoughts race at a million miles an hour.
everything feels so heavy.
and beomgyu had never felt so alone.