The moment I realize that the weather is nice, the feeling of preciousness that begins
to bloom within a fraction of my heart makes me wonder if it is
an existence that was intentionally <supposed to bloom>,
or the cost I have to pay for complaining <about the heat> while sweating?
No matter how <that feeling> was earned, you are beautiful.
During the days I knew nothing, because I knew nothing, Spring was just Spring.
After knowing, whenever Spring finds its way, the value it brings is incomparable.
No matter how thankful, you are beautiful.
Tears of sorrow, a happy, overwhelmed heart, ailing jealousy, and jolting anxiety,
all these things are my bosom friends that will stay with me through the blooming Spring.
No matter how you flow, you are beautiful.
©big_seunghyun
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We Could Spend Rainy Days Together
PoetryA collection of Koo Junhoe's poems- translated from Korean, collected from across social media in hopes more people read his writings as he wishes, till he publishes his own book. ©juneeeeeeya
