CherryBlossem-
Tum meri zindagi ka coincidence nahi ho.
Tum ek blessing ho
jo shayad kisi dua ke jawab mein mili.
Aur agar mujhe dobara mauka mile
zindagi jeene ka,
to main phir se chahungi
ke tum meri dost bano.
Usi softness ke saath.
Usi honesty ke saath.
Usi warmth ke saath.
Meri ladki jaisi dost
tum bohot keemti ho.
Aur tumhara hona
mere liye kaafi hai.
CherryBlossem-
At first, you were just a person I talked to.
Then you became someone I laughed with.
Then someone I trusted.
And slowly without warning you became someone I needed.
Not in a loud, demanding way.
But in the soft, human way where your absence feels heavier than your presence ever did.
You became the person I wanted to tell things to even the smallest things.
A random thought.
A half-formed feeling.
A moment that didn’t matter to anyone else, but somehow mattered enough to share with you.
That’s when I knew
you weren’t just “a friend” anymore.
CherryBlossem-
I’ve been trying to figure out how to begin this letter for a long time.
Not because I don’t have things to say but because when it comes to you, words suddenly feel fragile. Incomplete. As if no sentence can fully carry what your presence has meant to me.
Still, I’m writing.
Because some people deserve to be written about, even if the language trembles.
You entered my life without noise.
No grand moment.
No dramatic turning point.
Just a normal day.
A normal conversation.
A simple beginning.
And maybe that’s why you stayed so deeply.
You didn’t arrive like a storm you arrived like a quiet evening breeze. The kind you don’t notice at first until one day you realize the air feels lighter when you’re around.
