Flower Magic Book

I find myself dreaming of you so easily. In those dreams, the way we are together feels no different from reality, And it fills me with joy— For no amount of time spent with you could ever be enough. We always seem to stumble upon the same thoughts, Surprised by the harmony in our minds. My life has never held so many coincidences, As though it has never been filled with so many dreams. Or perhaps… have we known each other for much longer than we realize? Or is it some instinctual pull, A quiet deliberateness that brings me closer to you, Even before I am aware of it? I do not wish to pry, Yet I am allowed glimpses of your past. They are beautiful, endearing— Each memory, each shadow overlapping, Weaving together to form who you are now: The very best version of you. I take a step back, giving us space, Only to find myself invited into your life again. It catches me off guard, Almost as though I might still be dreaming. You say the road ahead is long, and it will be hard. But in my hea...

 In ancient China, people carved words onto tortoise shells and burned them with fire to seek divine oracles.  I did the same thing. The oracle I received from the bone was a single word: "heart." Back then, the character for "heart" resembled the gesture we use today🫶 Today's creation is a wax carving, which I plan to cast into silver jewelry. It's the first piece by a rookie designer, and I really wish I could give it to you.💝🙂

 I’ve come to realize that love is actually quite simple. The pain comes only from caring too much about reciprocation, which feels like trying to “get” something from you.  In truth, just knowing you’re nearby—even if we are facing away each other, and I can’t look up to see you—already brings me joy and peace. I’ve always been sensing your presence, my princess.  These days, when I face you, I tend to look away on purpose.  Please don’t doubt my love; I just don’t want to be a burden or a source of trouble for you.  I understand that love, like sculpture, is about removing the parts you don’t need.🙂

 Today, a blogger I follow shared the story of his breakup and his inner reflections. He was very genuine, dissecting his true needs, admitting his avoidance, and explaining why he chose to break up with a girl he considered truly wonderful.  I don’t want to judge whether he was right or wrong, and I’m not saying your thoughts will align with his. But his sharing gave me an inspiration—I should evaluate this relationship more from your perspective. Am I the right person for you? Is what I’m giving what you truly want?  I’ve always said that love is about fulfilling your wishes, and that you are free. But when your wish doesn’t include me, and when that ‘me’ feels so much pain, how hypocritical that is. 😂 I believe you are a wonderful and independent person, with your own thoughts and judgments; you just haven’t told me.  But I trust you.  I trust that you’re making the choice that’s best for you, and in that, we are aligned. Love is not a cage. Even if we are t...

 -Knight, you've done well today. But I must remind you not to indulge in any illusions. You're smart, and your imagination is rich, but you know what reality is.  -Yes, it’s silent, one-sided, and secret love.  -But the pain of being shattered doesn’t lessen or disappear because of this. It may hurt even more in the future, perhaps again and again, thousand times more. Are you infatuated with the pain itself? Are you intoxicated by the so-called sacrifice for love? -I've been asking myself the same questions these past two days.  I must admit, I'm afraid of this kind of shattering pain. I’ve hesitated, even used “leave it to time” as an excuse, letting time decide for me, but that’s just avoidance and cowardice.  It’s not that complicated. Because meeting her is a gift of fate. And the version of myself after meeting her is the best version of me🙂

 Do you love her? Yes, you do.  But is your love good for her? It doesn’t seem so. She is so wonderful that she will always meet more dazzling people. She deserves to see a better world. If the princess is willing, a thousand kings would offer her diamond rings. Yesterday, you realized it, and you felt pain. But if she loves you, if she knows everything about you, won’t she feel pain too? That wouldn’t be fair to her. Love is just love; it doesn’t depend on her response.  You love her. You want to be close to her. You want her to be well, to worry for her, to care for her. Your so-called silent love still holds the small hope that “maybe she will notice.” But if she doesn’t need it, are you willing to be the unnecessary one?  Is it her fault for not needing you?  That wouldn’t be fair to her. You are good, and you are so bad. The love of a knight is forbidden. You are willing to burn, but you have no right to ask her to do the same. Fate only brought you togethe...

-Your Highness, look, this is the black cat I once told you about, the ideal one. It symbolizes wisdom and wealth, and it can protect its companions. Most importantly, it's the messenger of the moon. Sometimes, when we have to communicate through the moon, it helps us connect.  -If there were such a black cat, what would she be called?  -Since she's so black, let's call her Snow ball.🤪 Black Cat: ???  The dog Snowball: ???