You always seemed like someone who learned to pretend to be okay first.

Before anyone could ask, you would smile on your own,
someone who grew used to getting through the day as if nothing was wrong.

So, without anyone knowing, you must have collapsed often.

Sometimes, I wonder.

Why did you have to endure that much?

There must have been moments
when you could lean on someone,
when it was okay to be a little weak.

And yet, strangely, you didn’t fall apart.

Even when you seemed like you might scatter,
you always found your way back to yourself.

That image has stayed with me for a long time.

If no one has ever told you this,
I want to tell you now.

You are already holding on well enough,
and just as you are, you are someone who exists without lacking anything.

So you—are already whole.
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