An Exemption to the Cliche that Nothing Lasts Forever

I'm a firm believer that nothing in this world lasts forever. Everything is just a phase; good moments come and go, and that's a bad thing; but bad moments come and go, and that's a good thing.

But for this one thing—this extraordinary thing I call SEVENTEEN—I hope it will never end. I hope they last forever.

I don't remember when exactly they came into my life, but they did it at the right time when I didn't even realize I needed them. Since then, they've opened a new door of happiness that I had never thought could exist.

And inside this door are the warmth of their precious friendship;

the comfort of their music;

the inspiring efforts of their teamwork;

the constant reminder that it's okay to pause once in a while and take care of yourself more;

the courage to move forward;

the beautiful crafts that make me want to create something cool too;

the push to keep getting better in everything they do;

the bravery to show vulnerability and ask for help;

the confidence and capability to exceed expectations;

the gestures of kindness;

the way they care for and show affection to each other;

the strength to endure even the hardest struggle anyone could only possibly imagine;

the assurance that it's totally fine to take things at our own pace;

the never-ending appreciation of their fans;

...and the immense love that makes me feel less lonely.

Thank you, SEVENTEEN. May you be an exemption to the cliche that nothing lasts forever. Please stay together for all eternity.