Happy Day @_Prince_Rohit 🥳
May this new year of your life be filled with quiet joys, unexpected blessings, and the courage to embrace every new beginning. May your heart always find reasons to hope, your mind remain at peace, and your path be illuminated by kindness and purpose.
Thank you for being a light in your own unique way. I hope today reminds you how deeply your presence can brighten the lives of those around you.
Wishing you a beautiful birthday and a year as meaningful as the kindness you share.🎂✨💜🩷
Come away with me. I love these words. More than saying what I love about you, more than promises of what love I’ll give you. I want to say them in a way that makes all the neat, logical sentences—what you can give me, what I can give you, what we might learn from each other—seem worthless in comparison.
Come away with me.
Whether desert lies ahead, or the lake we must cross bears only fragile ice. When winter passes and spring fades, still, come away with me. When flowers fall, when snow pours, when rain comes and leaves scatter—come away with me.
And when we’ve circled the world enough times for our legs to ache, there is one thing I long to hear: that you came with me to this place not because you believed in the words come away with me, but because you believed wholly in me. Then I will have one answer for you: I’ve walked with you all this time not to keep a promise, but to keep us.
So shall we sit in the twilight, call each other’s fading beautiful, and walk the last lap together? Or circle this place with slower steps? No—the world turns anyway. Shall we lie here, hand in hand, and become a constellation?
Relationships are like plants: given attention, they grow lush; deprived of it, they wither before you notice. Between people, feelings don’t know how to grow by themselves, and they don’t know how to wither by themselves either. Even a resentful heart is attention given in the wrong form, and the absence of attention is still something handed over, indifference. So a relationship is always a traffic of giving and receiving: care, or neglect, something passed back and forth.
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And in that endless passage, if a bond refuses to grow no matter how earnestly you tend it, then perhaps its roots have already rotted through. But if it surges at the smallest offering, you have met someone who recognizes even a little kindness and returns it manyfold, someone you shouldn’t let slip away.
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So don’t sit alone and suffer over an answer you’ve already decided. Don’t pour your care into a relationship whose roots have long since spoiled. Don’t excuse neglect with flimsy reasons and blame something else. Don’t cling on while denying an ending you can already foresee. And don’t wreck a thriving connection by forcing yourself to disbelieve it.
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Few things are as clear, and as stark, as human ties. And just like plants, a relationship can truly reach someone only when you give what it needs: at the right time, at the right temperature, and in just the necessary measure.
Things to Remember
When Life Feels Overwhelming
- Everyone Has Regrets
Remember that no matter what choices you make, life will always come with regrets and what-ifs. You’re not uniquely plagued by regrets or lingering disappointments. Having doubts about our choices is simply human nature. The closest thing to the right answer is to keep doing your best within those circumstances. Regret follows because you’re moving forward.
- Compare, But Don’t Shrink
When someone more capable or talented is beside you, compare and learn, but don’t let comparison make you shrink. There’s surely something only you can do well. Which means others also have things only they can do. Weighing only your shortcomings and diminishing yourself will undoubtedly trap you in an endless mire. Comparison is inevitable, but whether you use it as fuel to move forward is a personal choice—and making that choice wisely at the right time is where true capability lies.
- Turn Off Your Thoughts for a While
It’s okay if you haven’t found a solution. Sometimes letting go and giving up is the only way to release the unresolved tension between life and yourself. Even if you stepped back without solving something, your efforts to find a solution surely became nutrients for life. Saying “forget it” and resting is also a great skill. Tomorrow’s you is stronger than you think.
- Your Only True Ally Is Yourself
Even if you were clumsy and made mistakes today, thank yourself for enduring well. The harder and more overwhelming things get, the more tenderly you should care for yourself rather than being harsh. Keep repeating: “Getting through a difficult day somehow—what an incredible feat. I really did well.” In this world where allies disappear as time goes on, what a reliable ally you are to yourself.
- Emotions Are Resources Too
As we age, pretending not to know what we know becomes commonplace. It’s not about making foolish or cowardly choices. It’s understanding that sometimes pretending not to know and letting things go brings peace of mind. Don’t waste emotions where they don’t belong—save them for productive pursuits. Life is full of incomprehensible and hard-to-accept things happening frequently.
- You Really Are Doing Well
Without confidence, even things that could go well won’t. Let’s eat heartily and move forward boldly. After a deep breath, shoulders back. So what if things go wrong? Let’s at least not go through life feeling small, even if we’re dying tomorrow.
To say "I miss you" is, at its heart, to say "I love you," or "I care for you deeply", a quiet plea for your time, as well as a wish to rest beside you. It is the offering of one’s heart, longing to share meals and walk through life side by side.
It is an invitation to brush away weariness while discovering beauty together.
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It is a hope to grow closer, to hold hands through time.
It is an invitation to find magic in the mundane,
a gentle pull to leave routine behind.
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It is the yearning to relive shared moments, to understand and to forgive. It is the silent request to meet your gaze, to confess, without pretense, that solitude has become unbearable.
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In truth, to say "I miss you" is—
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📚From 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑰𝒔 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑩𝒆. You can find the English edition on Amazon.
📷 Photo: Actor Kim Mu-yeol and Yoon Seung-ah
For me, to speak of loving someone deeply is not about ‘therefore’, nor ‘however’, nor ‘if then’. It steps outside all cause and effect; and yet, even so, and still.
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Not because they are my ideal type, therefore I love them,
but because they are not my ideal type, and even so, I love them.
Not because they are dazzling and precious, therefore they are like jewels to me,
but because they are not particularly remarkable, even quietly imperfect in some ways, and yet to me, they are more precious than any jewel.
Not because I think, If only they would do this for me, how wonderful that would be, but because they are not the kind of person who does those things, and even so, I can keep pace with them in love.
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Love, if I were to name it, is this:
Even so, yet, and still.
They say people fall in love most easily in the season they were born. It’s not proven by statistics, just something someone born in a season like mine once said. Just as all creatures have a homing instinct, perhaps humans carry an instinct for love. Even if it isn’t true, it’s something I want to believe: that someone born of love would know their own season for loving and bloom into their gentlest self when the time comes.
I was born in April, and he in March.
We fell in love in May.
The streets are thick with concrete towers, and life has grown so barren we barely nod to our neighbors. Yet I believe the seeds of romance persist. Even between cracked asphalt, flowers still push through to bloom. In our own seasons, we each carved out a quiet grove of love and even found a reason that felt just right.
We were born in seasons neither too hot nor too cold. And in a season just like that, we fell in love. I always knew the notion of loving in one’s birth season wasn’t really true, yet I believed it as if I’d uncovered some hidden truth. He was born in such a season, and we loved in such a season, so it became the perfect excuse. Somewhere along the way, we started believing that romantic little excuse, truly believing it.
Love is devotion. But it is devotion so natural that you don’t even realize you are offering it. Love is striving. But it is striving so effortless that you only recognize it in hindsight.
Looking back on the years gone by, I don’t believe it was painful words that made me grow. Nor was it the series of events that nearly broke me. Nor the enduring hours of perseverance. To be precise, growth was possible because I kept changing, bit by bit, through countless moments. I’ve grown not by the grace of wounds or time, but by my own will to change.
So I hope those reading this can avoid unnecessary hurt. I hope you won’t suffer for long stretches. I hope you won’t drive yourself to the edge thinking, “This pain will make me grow.” I hope you won’t create justifications to readily accept future wounds. Because you didn’t grow thanks to painful wounds and difficult times—you grew because you sought opportunities for growth and persistently changed, bit by bit.
Not all wounds become catalysts for growth.
There are things that countless hours cannot resolve.
I hope you won’t rationalize wounds as reasons for growth, accepting them too readily.
I hope you’ll distance yourself from a life that diminishes your own achievements by saying time healed everything.
📚From 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑰𝒔 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑩𝒆. You can find the English edition on Amazon.
📷Still from <Weak Hero Class 1(Kdrama, 2025)>