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There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles.
" It's been a while Ambassador Sponza. " Chayoung has been here before. No she always has been- everytime she sees different faces, they seem to be the same. So even in this grandeur museum, she feels like it's just a same old tired lonely place. She wants to enjoy it but she can't. Everything in the walls is him, but he is missing.
Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes vacancy, vanished when I saw your face.
" War and art are best observed from a distance. " Everything was in slow motion. He is there, standing beside her in a booralro suit perfectly tailored. “ Buona Serata, Mademoiselle .” Two languages in a sentence, he must be enchanted to see her in a dress that suited her perfectly too. “ Have you been well? ”. She nods. She doesn't know what to say next so she just straightforwardly asks, " How did you get here ?"
The playful conversation starts, counter all your quick remarks
“ I sneaked in with the Italian delegation, I’ll be leaving tomorrow.”
“Are you only able to come during an event like this?”
“Yes, just for a day”
He gets closer, whispers “ But I’ll invite you to my island.”
“ Your island?”
He says, "Want to get some fresh air?" and they walked together. He's a step behind her- as always. Suddenly, the steps are becoming slower. Both of them don't want this moment to last.
This night is sparkling, don’t you let it go
“ Can I also go to your island?”
“ Yes ,” clearing his throat before saying “ There’s a room already for you. ”
“ What- I wanna go now!”
He laughs, there’s silence.
“ I’ve missed you, a lot”
“ Me too, you’ve always been on my mind ever since I left.”
She scoffs, says “ I find that hard to believe.” and continues to walk.
The guy smirked, grabbed her, catching her lips and both of them can tell they have been waiting for this moment to come.
When their lips parted he says, “ Do you believe me now?”
“ Villains never break up because they’re tenacious even when they love.”
She grabs him this time and none of them wants to let go.
She realized how many times she watched him leaving. Now, watching him from afar, war and art really is best observed from a distance. All flashbacks started to occupy her head. He looked at her for reassurance. She nodded, words echoing in her eyes.
Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you.
I'm wonderstruck blushing all the way home
He left. She's now alone again. But while driving on the way home, she's not sad. She’s enchanted.
I'll spend forever, wondering if you knew, I was enchanted to meet you.
She hopes he knew how enchanted she was to meet him. It might feel like forever but it wouldn't take that long. He's a man of his words after all. Until they meet. Again.