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A LETTER TO A FRIEND

 To the readers: so he is this mystery girl's mystery friend for a long time and he is one of the mystery readers of this blog, not a frequent one but once in a while one. Umm so he always wanted me to write something about him in this blog, I thought about writing something for his birthday but maybe this is the right time, or maybe this is how he manifested it.

Huh! Okay now here goes the Letter. (God please make him cry by the end of this letter (sorry it was the Psycho me)).

Dear friend,

 The one who "was" sorry, who "is" my friend for a long time,

The one actually close friend kind of best friend, you were really close to me,

The one whom I valued the most,

The one whom I trusted the most that I could even with my trust issues,

You "were" I mean you "are" a really good friend of mine.  

Okay, short break now,

This is for readers- What happened is he lied to me and hid one of the biggest things of his life, after being friends with me for the past 4 years.

Now let me tell him.

Yes, you did break my trust, yes! you did hurt me and yes! I was really disappointed in you.

But so are you, you carried the guilt all these days too,

You had your reasons, I tried to understand, you were scared, and of course you know I would overreact.

And all I can say is thank you for respecting the friendship we had and finally confessing to me the guilt.

I may not be able to completely forgive you in a single day, I need my time,

This doesn't mean nothing changes between us, you do know me and what kind of person I am.

I don't know if this thing would end the friendship we had or makes it even stronger.

No, this is not a goodbye letter..I know you are shit scared that I'll leave you.

This doesn't totally mean I don't, but carry that fear within you for some time.

I am trying my best, I do wish that I forget and forgive you completely someday.

And Thank you for being my friend all these years, thank you for being the most reliable person maybe I wouldn't have survived some things alone, thank you for being there...always..a phone call away.

I might not be a great friend. I don't know how to do some things selflessly, thank you for showing me that friends can be this good too.

I don't know what the future holds for us, but if there comes a day for us to be apart, I hope a smile comes on your face when you hear my name.

I don't know if we will be those so-called lifelong friends, but you will be a part of my life, I do remember you.

and of course, how can I lose this good friend over a small reason, all I say is stop feeling guilty, I won't leave you, just be good to me, I won't give you second chances, you won't find a friend like me again, let's pretend to be okay until everything becomes normal.

                                                                                                                      -okay cry now 

To the readers: this is the nicest thing that I have ever done to someone in my life, I scared him so much that the thing I am gonna send might be the last thing between us 😆, I don't know if he was able to sleep properly for the past 2 days, I just hope that he stops feeling guilty and you know what I am just proud of myself for so many reasons that I'll write in another post. that's it for now.

                                                                                                                      -Mystery girl             

                                                                                            



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