~***~Lost love is still love.It takes a different form, thats all.You cant see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor.But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory.Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.~***~Sunggyu never knew how to stand straight without Woohyun. ForewordThis is my entry for the writtting contest Psychedelic Nostalgiahttp://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/509213/psychedelic-nostalgia-infinite-writing-contest-contest-infinite-writing-you-writingcontest-ot7Blame it on the wonderful prompts (so so so many beautiful prompts I didnt know what to choose with my shitty writting) and the reward.....a pat on the head by two of my favorite authors on AFF.I want. Even with my shitty writting, I want.So here we go, Ive chosen prompt 20.Im sorry Ive murdered English again, so feel free to point out mistakes (not mother tongue and no beta, sue me, Im terrible).You can even throw stones (just not in the face~)