epilogue; some years later.
dear kim taehyung,
he was a pretty boy.
fair. strong. sweet.
but sometimes, under the canopies of shooting stars,
and branches of clouds.
he wished for something,
someone, almost.
to make him not a boy,
but a flower.
that would be planted and cared.
under the canopies,
under the branches
so he could bloom and smile and sway
so he could be loved and unbothered.
the boy waited for that one
the one with the wand
with the magic
the flower
who could turn him into a flower too.
but,
in the darkest nights
the worst rains
the loudest cries,
it was not a flower, a fairy, an angel, a princess
who came to save the boy.
just someone
behind a screen
painting this poor boy
dancing with this poor boy
loving this poor boy
like his bubble messages
the every ring of notification
the graphic emojis
would save the world.
it saved the boy anyway
now that boy is grown up
and loved
unbothered.
because of you. because of you, who saved him
i love you
i love you
i love you more than flowers
more than stars
more than the world
there is nothing in this world but you
you; your smile and your eyes
your lips and your gorgeous face
you and you and nobody else.
love,
- jeon jungkook
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i heart u. | TK. ✔️
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