Words can hardly capture how much I love and appreciate Jungkook. Even though we’ve never met, he has been with me through all my ups and downs. I don’t have many friends, and I’m not particularly close with my parents, so he has become my everything.
I’m endlessly grateful to God for somehow leading me to him. He’s incredibly precious to me, and I consider him the most beautiful chapter of my life. I know he doesn’t even know I exist, and coming from a very conservative family, I’m not even supposed to watch him—but I still do.
Jungkook has healed me without even knowing, loved me, cared for me, and cried for me. In return, I’ve loved him, cried for him, prayed for him, and laughed and cried along with him. Whenever I have a hard day, I find comfort in crying out all my pain in front of his picture.
On his birthday, I wish him all the happiness in the world. I pray that God blesses him with everything he deserves, even if it means giving him what was meant for me—I want him to have it all. I will always support him, no matter what. He’s such a beautiful soul that I include him in my prayers along with my family.
To me, Jungkook is family. He’s my friend, my happiness.
Happy Birthday, Jungkook.