{"product_id":"dying-flowers","title":"Dying Flowers","description":"\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIt’s always like that, isn’t it.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eYou show up for everyone. You give people the exact sentence that would’ve saved you on your worst night. And somehow you do it without asking for anything back, like your own hurt is something you should be able to swallow neatly.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eBut I see the way you go silent after you’ve been kind.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eI see how you turn your pain into patience. How you turn your exhaustion into warmth. How you keep watering other people while you’re slowly drying out. It’s not that you’re pretending to be okay. It’s that you learned how to be useful even when you’re falling apart, because being useful feels safer than being seen.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eYou don’t call it strength, but it is.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eNot the loud kind. Not the kind that wins arguments or looks good in daylight. The quiet kind. The kind that survives. The kind that keeps breathing even when the heart doesn’t want to. The kind that still offers softness, even after being taught the world doesn’t reward it.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eStill, I wish you didn’t have to be the one holding everything together.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eI wish you could say, just once, “I’m not okay,” without feeling like you’re disappointing someone. I wish you could cry without apologizing for it. I wish you could let your own wounds speak, instead of keeping them tucked away like they’re too ugly, too much, too inconvenient for the people who only know how to take.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eYou don’t have to earn tenderness.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eYou don’t have to be in control to be loved.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eYou don’t have to keep bleeding quietly just so everyone else can stay comfortable.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIf you’re tired, you’re allowed to be tired.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIf you’re hurt, you’re allowed to be hurt.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eIf you’re breaking, you’re allowed to admit it.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eEven dying flowers deserve care.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eEspecially the ones that keep trying to look beautiful for everyone else.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"anotherandom","offers":[{"title":"1","offer_id":55869455040815,"sku":null,"price":135.0,"currency_code":"MYR","in_stock":true},{"title":"2","offer_id":55869455073583,"sku":null,"price":135.0,"currency_code":"MYR","in_stock":true},{"title":"3","offer_id":55869455106351,"sku":null,"price":135.0,"currency_code":"MYR","in_stock":true},{"title":"4","offer_id":55869455139119,"sku":null,"price":135.0,"currency_code":"MYR","in_stock":true},{"title":"5","offer_id":55869455171887,"sku":null,"price":135.0,"currency_code":"MYR","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0813\/7044\/8175\/files\/AR_Website_SKU_B1_DyingFlower_01-01.png?v=1774609780","url":"https:\/\/www.anotherandom.co\/products\/dying-flowers","provider":"anotherandom","version":"1.0","type":"link"}