The fact that those souvenirs were the best thing he could gift to garam. I love the fact heejae is trying to be a better lover- even though his past is haunting him- heejae wants to change himself for garam- afraid that he wont be able make garam stay- he convinced himself that garam accepted the way he is- garam on the other hand- is already changing himself for heejae' sake- he learned to find gentleness within rough touch- he is already ready to accept heejae- only to realise that he is enough to liberate heejae from his inner suffer- love, touch- words of affirmation are itself not enough- no matter how much he accepts heejae- heejae's suffering wont end unless heejae learns to accept himself- learns to able to love. I love the fact that each chapter gives us a segment of heejae's inner turmoil- anxiety of being left alone- rage from the believe that music is all that should matter- confusion from not knowing what he really is. Only garam can embrace such a lonely soul with all the softness. Just like Chopin ballad- the soul is lonely- suffering- filled with destructive emotions- but within that sound- within that storm- the soul is in pain- a form garam could see so clearly- that he couldn't even fathom to turn away.
The fact that those souvenirs were the best thing he could gift to garam. I love the fact heejae is trying to be a better lover- even though his past is haunting him- heejae wants to change himself for garam- afraid that he wont be able make garam stay- he convinced himself that garam accepted the way he is- garam on the other hand- is already changing himself for heejae' sake- he learned to find gentleness within rough touch- he is already ready to accept heejae- only to realise that he is enough to liberate heejae from his inner suffer- love, touch- words of affirmation are itself not enough- no matter how much he accepts heejae- heejae's suffering wont end unless heejae learns to accept himself- learns to able to love. I love the fact that each chapter gives us a segment of heejae's inner turmoil- anxiety of being left alone- rage from the believe that music is all that should matter- confusion from not knowing what he really is. Only garam can embrace such a lonely soul with all the softness. Just like Chopin ballad- the soul is lonely- suffering- filled with destructive emotions- but within that sound- within that storm- the soul is in pain- a form garam could see so clearly- that he couldn't even fathom to turn away.