The Blue Heart 💙

Companionship 💙

Every passing day revealed its own enchantment, a beauty previously unfelt. It was a unique joy to commence and conclude each day with someone I had never met in person, yet with whom I could share every thought without the looming fear of judgment.In his company, I unraveled clues to my soul's pinnacle puzzle—Who am I really? His answers were simple, invoking laughter.
Long-distance relationships were a common woe for those around me, but for us, it was not even a concern because in this fake world of  friends with benefits & situationships filled with flirting, We existed in a realm where two minds connected deeply, genuinely, and passionately, all within the boundaries set by the so-called egoistic girl.Our conversations, seemingly eccentric to others, were a symphony of disputes over inconsequential rainfalls, playful bets on unrelated matters, overthinking about non-existent things, and much more. It was pure coincidence when I discovered he spoke a language I cherished, second only to my mother tongue which I enjoyed hearing with a smile secretly.Living on opposite ends of the world, midnight became our official time for conversations.I still can't find what urge led me to the third floor of my hostel, just for the chance to talk to a crazy guy. Late-night talks held a special place in our hearts, commencing under the moon's gentle glow and concluding with the first rays of the sun.

The blue heart he carried always bore the hope that, one day, he would reclaim the love he had poured into her. Yet, the overthinker within her knew that, no matter how deeply she loved him, she would ultimately fall for  the societal norms against love marriages  and the promise she held to her family in marrying the boy of their choice.Despite his earnest attempts to hold on, the apprehensions of her mind wrenched away from his grasp.

As my profound feelings for him dawned, I understood that letting him go from my life was a gentler conclusion than subjecting our story to a sorrowful end.
Everything was planned, even the moment of farewell,where his opinion held no sway. He was compelled to agree to the deal I had crafted. It pained me profoundly to part ways with the source of joy I held for the past fifty-five days. Yet, change was inevitable in that phase, at least from my perspective. And losing my companion was incredibly heart-wrenching.The realization hurts when you grasp how a stranger can leave a lasting mark on your life, carving a painful scar.

In the tapestry of life, it has become a canvas where lessons are woven, and amidst the tussle between a matured mind and a wandering heart, I've unearthed a profound truth. Beyond the complexities, the value of companionship has shone brightly. He more than a special friend, emerged as a genuine soul, always assuring that his shoulder would be a constant support whenever my life seemed to lose its luster.The persistent question, once pondered by both our minds echoed- Is it necessary for us to be apart? In days of confusion, the younger version of my self took the misguided path of parting. But today, I stand firm, recognizing the enduring bond of friendship.
In facing the reality of our temporary separation, the girl within me found the strength to mend what was broken. With heartfelt conversations and sincere apologies, we rebuilt the bridge that once seemed irreparably damaged. Losing the blue heart felt dismal, but gaining a companion was a far superior acquisition.A  companion for life, a friend whose presence transcends the fleeting seasons of emotion. In the grand narrative of our journey, friendship stands as the perennial melody, reminding us that amidst the ebb and flow of emotions, the tune of true friendship remains unwavering, creating a happy ending of enduring companionship 💙