It blooms in the deepest part of your heart—
unseen by anyone, yet brilliantly radiant.

This isn’t an ordinary strand of silver flowers.
It is the grand, secret blooming that lives in your heart.
Perhaps you’ve never admitted it, never spoken of it aloud—
but you know, those flowers have truly bloomed—
in your dreams, in your longing, in your waiting,
even after the farewell, they continue to blossom.

It has no name.
It doesn’t bloom to be seen.
It blooms simply because there is light within you—
and so, it fills the entire field of your heart with flowers.

Wearing it is a personal declaration.
Not to attract attention,
but to tell yourself:
“Even if no one knows, I still deserve to bloom.”
“Even if this love fades in silence, it doesn’t diminish how fiercely I once loved.”

Sometimes, the emotions we never speak aloud
are the truest form of romance.
And you—
you are the girl who lets love bloom quietly,
but never lets it fade.