Will it work out in the end? will it all be worth it in the end? No one really knows, and maybe that's what keeps life alive, the mystery, the uncertainty, the in-between. So, if the ending is hidden, why waste the middle giving up? Why throw away your chance to try because you're scared of what might not happen? You don't stop watering a seed just because you can't see the roots growing, right? Maybe what you're wishing for is taking its time, maybe it's testing your patience, shaping you quietly while you doubt yourself. You can't control who stays or what blossoms, but you can control how deeply you love, how honestly you try, how bravely you show up. The result isn't promised, but the efforts, those are yours to give. Be honest with your efforts, even when no one is watching. Do what you do with sincerity, not for applause or validation, but because you know it came from the right place. Let the universe handle the rest, it has a way of returning what's meant for you, in its own strange, gentle timing. So even when the road feels endless and the results remain uncertain, keep giving your best. Because maybe the point was never to know how it ends, but to live in a way that makes you proud of how you tried, with honesty, with heart, and with faith that what's meant to bloom, always will.