love and misadventure

LOVE & MISADVENTURE || 10. love lost

pairing: reader x namjoon (feat. yoongi)

rating: m [angst]

mood music: reflection (piano ver.) // kim namjoon 

word count: ~980

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love & misadventure || m a s t e r l i s t


“and though you know it’s wrongful, / there is someone else you long for.”

The pale white porcelain is cold to the touch, warming only to your skin when you tip your head back against the wall, your neck kissing the edge of the tub. A shiver drifts gently down your spine, dissolving somewhere between your body and the warm water. Small waves shift in the surface, and only the sound of the water parting for your arms can be heard. It is not long before the trembles that had been rooted in your body subsides. You are at ease, soaking in the bliss of the water and the night.

You push the water with your hands, watching the candlelight spill over your skin. The golden light is like a ribbon, tangling with your fingers in this game you have willed it to play. The subdued glow of the orange flames are your sole company, despite the ache in your chest that craves a more tangible intimacy.

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What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, I answered, and brought to life in a flash of brilliance.

What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:

It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.

—  Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure
The Signs As Beautiful Lang Leav Poems
  • Aries:
  • If you love me
  • for what you see,
  • only your eyes would be
  • in love with me.
  • If you love me
  • for what you've heard,
  • then you would love
  • for my words.
  • If you love
  • my heart and mind,
  • then you will love me,
  • for all that I'm.
  • If you don't love
  • my every flaw,
  • then you mustn't love me -
  • not at all.."
  • Taurus:
  • Where are you?” She asked.
  • “I have been searching all my life.”
  • “Stop looking for me,” Love replied, “and I will find you.
  • Gemini:
  • "Her heart is played like well worn strings,
  • In her eyes the sadness sings,
  • Of one who was destined of better things"
  • Cancer:
  • "I loved you more than love allowed"
  • Leo:
  • "Her bow is drawn to worlds of dark,
  • where arrows spring and miss their mark—
  • she'll turn their heads but not their hearts."
  • Virgo:
  • It was a question I had worn on my lips for days - like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling - despite knowing it could all unravel around me.
  • "Do you love me?" I ask.
  • In your hesitation I found my answer.
  • Libra:
  • What is she like?
  • I was told—
  • she is a
  • melancholy soul.
  • She is like
  • the sun to the night;
  • a momentary gold.
  • A star when dimmed
  • by dawning light;
  • the flicker of
  • a candle blown.
  • A lonely kite
  • lost in flight—
  • someone once
  • had flown.
  • Scorpio:
  • What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
  • It was like being exhumed, I answered, and brought to life in a flash of brilliance.
  • What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
  • It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
  • What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded;
  • It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.
  • Sagittarius:
  • "Forget her tattered memories,
  • or the pages others took;
  • you are her ever after—
  • the hero of her book."
  • Capricorn:
  • "It's so dark right now, I can't see any light around me. That's because the light is coming from you. You can't see it but everyone else can."
  • Aquarius:
  • "To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon its hinges"
  • Pisces:
  • She lends her pen,
  • to thoughts of him,
  • that flow from it,
  • in her solitary.
  • For she is his poet,
  • And he is her poetry.

I don’t know

It all started with your smile.
You were the most perfect guy I met and all my friends knew it. My sorrow was swept away by your majestic smile. I became the happiest person this earth could see. You were sweet, kind and gentle but a little kinky ;)
Your voice sounds like a call from an angel calling me to love you unconditionally. Your body feels so good on my skin like a freshly bloomed flower moist by the morning dew.

The way you look into my eyes
The way you hold my hands
The way you smile at me
The way you give me warm hugs
The way you kiss my lips
The way your skin touches mine
You are perfect, my love.

You were perfect for me and I was for you. 

After being left alone by everyone I loved, you were the only one who made me feel a genuine sensation of being loved in return. You’re voice is not a built for singing but when you used sing to me, it made me fall in love with you even more. Every moment when I’m with you, every emotions I feel, the love I feel when I’m with you was ineffable.

And something’s telling me it might be you but you’ve never said to me a single “I Love You”

However, that did not stop me to expect on something more than we had.

Expectations. That’s what we tend to hold on to when it comes to loving someone.

I was expecting that you could be the one whom I could live with until I die.
I was expecting that you were the one for me, the one who’ll stay.
I was expecting that you were the one to love me back after so many have not.

It hurts, it hurts to expect eventually realizing I was wrong.
It was wrong for me to hold on to expectations and for holding on in the first place. so I played cool because I was afraid of loosing you. You were the only one I need and everything I need because I love you and I know I could’ve given my all to you.

But after that cold December night, I never saw you again.

I miss you a lot
I wanted to see you
I wanted to be with you
with you everyday
with you for the rest of my life

Why must the universe be so cruel to my little heart. All I wanted is for someone to stay. For you to stay. 

You said you can’t see me because you were too busy and you don’t have time to be with me

I said “Okay”

But I was not. How could I be okay? I wanted to see you and feel you by my side and be on your side to protect you and love you unconditionally.

Then one night you said “I think we should stop”
My heart could not comprehend. Difficult for me to explain how I felt. I begged to you that this should not end like this so easily. I wanted an explanation.

“Why?” I asked.
“You are an amazing person and I admire that you have this caring personality and you really make an effort just to show your love to me. It hurts me that I can’t do the same for you and that’s why I’m letting you go.” you’ve said

The same explanation you’ve said to everyone that loved you.

The last question that I wanted for you to answer was
“Did you ever love me?”

And your answer was
“I don’t know”




“Three Questions

What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude.
It was like being exhumed, I answered,
and brought to life in a flash of brilliance.


What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy.
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied.
To be heard after a lifetime of silence.


What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow.
There was a long pause before I responded:
It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.”

― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure