My reality [Choi Chanhee]

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I pace around my bedroom, once again ruffling up my hair in frustration I let my body fall face first on my bed "Argh why am I so stupid! Why did I run away"

The scene once again replays in my head making me blush again. "Why did he have to say that I'm beautiful.. We literally met yesterday" I get up again and walk over to my desk where I had place down the flower.

I get a small vase and fill it with water placing the flower in it. I sit down at my desk and get out my journal and start writing down a random poem that came to mind.

'This is the recipe of life
Said my mother
As she held me in her arms as i wept
Think of those flowers you plant
In the garden each year they will teach you that people too
Must wilt
Fall
Root
Rise
In order to bloom'

-Rupi kaur