Evanesce – to pass out of sight, memory, or existenceDonghae is in love with someone who is only part of his memory; shes long gone, and doesnt return his love. The more he tries to forget, the more he remembers. His love for her consists of short, ending daydreams that come and go – his love for her evanesces. He wishes to never wake from his daydreams but they always end. The more he remembers her absence, the more her presence calls out to him. Its a wishful, impossible love, but he just cant let go. ForewordDAMN JENNERZ BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE ANGSTY ONESHOTS.Why can I only write angst for this couple. Whyyyy.Evanesce is one of my favorite songs by Super Junior. The Mamacita album is actually one of my favorite albums by them hehe.For some reason I have an easier time writing from Donghaes POV.I hope you enjoy this one!!Silence, is there nothing more to say?It’s been long sincethe white flowers of laughter have witheredThe flower petals fell (more and more)and became dirt (no)The burning passion became ashWhy does everything good always become like this?Don’t know why (Don’t know why)Tell me why (Tell me why)Why does love end?Why are thingsthat will disappearSo beautiful?It’s just a daydream,love is like a daydreamDarkness, why are youerasing everything black?I can’t see anything,about the eternal future by myself,making me dream however I wantThe sun has set (more and more)and grew black (no)The waves will crash somedayWhy does everything good always become like this?Don’t know why (Don’t know why)Tell me why (Tell me why)Why does love end?Why are thingsthat will disappearSo beautiful?It’s just a daydream,love is like a daydreamEven if the sun will rise againafter the night is overI already long for this momentthat I can’t hold ontoI don’t know (I don’t know)Wanna know (Wanna know)Will this dream end like this?Why can’t I get both the person and the love?In the end, it’s all momentary,love is momentaryIt’s just a passing dream,I don’t want to wake up yetA short daydream,a daydreamA short daydream,a daydream