To Noori,
I don’t even know how to put this into words, but this last note… it really hit different. The way you wrote everything, the love, the ache, the memories, it felt so real that it stayed with me long after I finished reading.
Maybe it touched me a little extra because I’ve known a quieter kind of heartbreak too, someone I cared for left, not in the way Karan did, but in a way that still broke something inside me. So a part of your words felt… familiar. Not the same pain, not the same depth, but still something I could quietly relate to.
Wherever Karan is, I know he’s smiling. He’s blessed to have been loved like this — loved then, loved now, loved forever in the quiet corners of your heart. Some bonds don’t break; they just change form.
And honestly? You wrote it beautifully. Painfully, softly, powerfully. It takes courage to share something so personal, and I just want you to know that it reached me and everyone.Truly.
~M.(K)
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