Hi everyone, this story is dedicated to my best friend. Honestly, I'm not sure if I'll keep it in drafts or share it with everyone, but for now, it's for her and only her. We met online in 2020 on a singing app, and from the very beginning, we shared so many moments together. Over time, we've had our fair share of arguments and we even stopped talking with the most recent one being from June 2024 to November 2024. It was a tough and brutal period for us, and honestly, during that time, I thought I had lost her for good. The silence between us felt like it would last forever, and I was heartbroken. It was one of the hardest things I've ever gone through, feeling like a huge part of my life was suddenly gone. But then, one of my friends convinced me to try reaching out to her. At first, I was hesitant, unsure if it was worth trying or if things would ever be the same. But I'm so grateful to that person because, if it weren't for them, I probably wouldn't have found the courage to reconnect with Sukun.
With that nudge, I decided to try again, and I'm so glad I did. It was like finding my Sukun again, the one who makes everything feel right, the one who brings me peace. That friend truly helped me get my best friend back, and I'll always be thankful for them. Because of them, I was able to rebuild something I thought was lost forever. Our bond is stronger now, and I couldn't be more grateful. I'm relieved that things are fun again and that we've found our way back to each other.
She's my blue, my peace, my Sukun, and honestly, my everything. This story is about our journey-how Ishq and Sukun, or Bee and Clover, went from being strangers to becoming like sisters. It's a little montage of our friendship, and I'm posting this today, November 27th, 2024, the day she turned 19. Sukun, I'm so grateful for everything you've become, for the strong and incredible woman you are today. I'm beyond thankful for all the memories we've shared and for the growth we've experienced together. Here's to our friendship, and I truly hope it lasts for eternity. You mean more to me than words can express.
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FantasyShe was my blue. Not my sadness, but my peace within the sadness. The calm that came after the storm, the shade of twilight that made even the loneliest nights feel alive. She walked into my life like the gentlest wave, quiet yet inevitable, bringin...