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[NAMJOON WEVERSE POST]
Hello everyone,
Happy birthday,
BTS.
Somehow, 613 has come around again.
To think it's June 13th again.
Last year's 613 was really not easy,
and now 250613 has arrived.
I have truly been waiting more than any of you.
I waited and waited and waited. Really.
12th anniversary... twelve years old!
Like a nephew in my multiverse, perhaps.
I'm so glad you've grown up so well.
Listen to your parents, ah no, just listen a little.
Silly thoughts like these come to mind tonight.
Today is also my younger sibling's birthday,
so after spending time with family,
I'm sitting here, pressing down hard enough to break the pencil lead,
writing this strange letter before I wash up.
I truly didn't think this day would come.
ㅠㅠ..
Looking back,
it always felt so distant.
Every album, every project, every comeback.
How did I dare to engage in the act of creation and confidently present myself?
Saying this is love,
this is us.
After resting for a year and a half, I can't seem to remember at all.
Even now, I still can't see the path ahead.
I just try my best to find it each time.
I like the book titled "An Experiment in Accurate Love."
To be loved accurately and to love accurately.
That seemingly impossible task,
I've always wanted to achieve it.
Paradoxically, I'm the one who knows the least
about how accurately my love reaches you.
To receive your love accurately,
I think I've always lived by interpreting and trying to align with it.
Once again, I'm going to try to go somewhere, though I don't know where.
How many,
from where, what kind of people are by my side right now,
I still don't know for sure,
but I want to walk together with romance.
Will you join me?..
I ask once more..
Days of fatigue, nights of insomnia,
people I can't understand, thoughts that chase their own tails.
Pushing through all that undergrowth, once again,
I intend to venture out like Huckleberry Finn.
I would be so happy if you would join me.
At every crossroads where the path ahead was dim,
thanks to you, I endured, and thanks to you, I stubbornly walked on.
Thank you, and thank you again.
Whenever I try to write briefly, my words always grow long.
I suppose I'm still too young and immature to be concise.
Becoming talkative is also a sign of clumsy love,
so please look upon it kindly.
We will truly try to do better once more.
Thank you for giving us the opportunity.
And I love you.
It's a good day.
Sleep well!

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