bloom freely, without fear of your petals will falling ungracefully.

smaller acts of courage are often born from all the unpleasant things that have already happened. cause and effect, they said. painful experiences leave deep scars on people who are constantly cornered, misunderstood, and blamed. the truth always finds its way to the surface eventually, but no one ever knows how long it will take.

during the moments of trying to make people believe in something while the truth still remains unseen, confidence slowly begins to fade away. was any of this truly worth it? was so much sacrificed for something that might not even become real? or would all of it only lead everyone deeper into pain?

questions continued to grow endlessly, yet not a single comforting answer could settle inside such a fragile soul.

then one day, a hand quietly reached out, connecting someone who had already achieved the dream they once longed for with someone whose dream still felt far away and uncertain. one had already crossed the finish line, while the other was still standing in the middle of doubt, trying their best to believe that maybe, someday, they could arrive at the same destination too.

and because of that, fear slowly began to bloom once again.

is this truly the right path? what if, in the end, they can’t reach the same dream together?

at an age no longer countable with all ten fingers alone — even with both hands and feet combined — two more fingers were borrowed from each other, simply to make everything feel complete. because some dreams were never meant to be reached alone. they said life would always feel unfinished without the dream they had once promised to achieve together.

so a chance was finally given — to a dream, to a shared future, to the quiet hope they had carefully imagined side by side.

even so, they kept walking together. not because the future looked certain, but because after surviving so many painful things alone, having someone who still chose to stay somehow became enough reason to keep moving forward.

the future may still look gray and unclear, but warmth can still be felt within it — through the way their hands continue to hold on tightly, as if gently reminding each other that this road no longer has to be walked alone.

after finally making it through those difficult phases, there were still many things left to learn and fix. balance became the most important key, but now they were learning it together. shoulders that once trembled beneath exhausting breaths slowly became a place where each other could rest. no matter how heavy life became, every burden could now be shared instead of carried alone.

the flower that once withered because of the mistakes of adults can finally bloom freely again.

so no matter what happens, please keep blooming.

whether your petals look perfect or slightly torn, whether they fall gracefully or not, you still deserve to bloom just the same.

and even when petals begin to fall, keep walking side by side. there is no need to force yourselves onto a flowery road that will eventually only be covered in dried petals. just walk along a path gentle enough for your hearts to rest on, where breathing feels natural again, while slowly reaching for everything that was once paused, everything that was once held back, everything that god has already written for both of you to finally receive.

in a world so full of lies, may good things always find their way to both of you, leowon.