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The pain of loss moves too quickly and fingers shall fall apart into a plethora of pain that will never cease. His only, his forever, his everything, is, was, and shall evermore be vanished from his seeking gaze, gone into the aftermath of an event too much for lives to handle. Try as he will, nothing can ever bring another back from the place beyond mortal reach, from the clouds beyond eternal suffering. Never is much too long for anyone to comprehend, yet he must and so must you.
Sometimes Jaejoong wonders if Changmin can still hear him.
Sometimes Jaejoong wonders if Changmin knows how much this hurts, how little he can remember, how empty everything is now that he’s alone. Sometimes Jaejoong wonders if Changmin is laughing at him, whispering in his ear and chuckling in his sarcastic way when Jaejoong looks around as if he were a madman, fingers reaching out to grapple something that was never there. But mostly Jaejoong wonders if Changmin misses him, just like he misses his best friend, his lover, his everything in the whole entire world.
And every second of every day, Jaejoong wonders when he’ll be able to see Changmin again.