carrot 🥕

let me tell you a story: for all his life, est has always given flowers to his family and friends. it has always been his tradition, a way of expressing his love and showing his support for the people in his life. there was once a reel he liked that spoke about the philosophy of flowers: how they represent the present, how they aren't meant to last forever, and how that's precisely why they're given in the moment, to be felt, cherished, and appreciated right here and now. then, one day, there was this boy who handed him a bouquet of a hundred daisies in front of so many people. but it wasn't just the bouquet that made the moment special. right there and then, the boy also told est about another flower called gypsophila, which meant that est was his first love. but perhaps that would have been too obvious, so he chose daisies instead, because he wanted them to be together for a long, long time. for someone like est, who had always been the giver, he never imagined that there would come a day when he would be on the receiving end of a flower, along with a beautiful reminder of what those flowers could mean. from that day on, daisies became a significant part of how he sees love and flowers. they taught him that feelings aren't always expressed through words; sometimes, they're tucked between petals, carefully wrapped in paper and tied together with ribbons. and when you ask him if he has put the daisies down yet, i don't think he ever will. the bouquet may have long since wilted, but its meaning remains, something he continues to keep close to his heart. perhaps that's why, even today, you see him building a collection around it. he may not always put his feelings into words, but the things he keeps, the memories he holds on to, and the way he continues to cherish those daisies speak loudly enough. loud enough to let everyone know that he loves the person who gave him those flowers, and everything they came to mean. #williamest