FOR MY GURLllll ...
Some people come quietly…
like a page turning in the middle of a storm,
and somehow become
the safest chapter of your life.
You were first just a reader,
someone hidden behind likes, comments, and late-night reactions,
but destiny has strange habits-
it turns strangers into home without warning.
Now your name feels familiar
like my favorite song at 2 a.m.,
like comfort wrapped in words,
like the smile I don’t even realize I’m wearing.
You read my stories,
but little did I know-
you’d become one of the most beautiful parts of mine.
In a world full of temporary people,
you stayed.
Through overthinking, random breakdowns, mood swings, unfinished rants,
and those “I’m fine” texts that were never really fine.
And maybe that’s why you matter differently.
Because not everyone understands your silence,
not everyone notices the ache behind “okay,”
but you…
you always did.
So if anyone asks me
what kind of bond we share-
I’ll simply smile and say,
“She’s my reader,
my safe place,
my chaos partner,
and the kind of soul
I’d choose again in every lifetime.” ♡