I believe everyone knows someone they turn to when life seems broken. A person whose presence brings comfort, as if finding shelter in a storm. Because trusting them feels natural— like reuniting with part of yourself. So now, I’m choosing to tell you about mine. She's more than a close friend—almost like kin. In fact, she’s like a sister, even without sharing genes. It seems like her presence in my life wasn’t accidental. Her energy brings joy I hadn't realized was missing and offers peace when things get rough, yet still carries that bond only real siblings feel. I want to share her story—or at least, the story of us—because she deserves to be seen the way I see her: someone rare, someone precious, someone who truly changed my life.
We became friends when we were in grade 3. It’s actually a funny encounter since I didn't know her at all—I wasn’t familiar with her. It was our Christmas party that time, and as I was enjoying our party—I was jumping, running around, and playing games—my sandals gave up; the heels broke and the lace betrayed me. When I noticed that my sandals gave out I sat in the closest chair I could find to try and fix it because I still want to play and enjoy the remaining time before my Mom comes and pick me up, I was busy fixing my sandal and she saw me in the corner — worried, and so she reached out to me and asked "Are you okay? what happened to your sandals? Here let me check, maybe I can help." And sat beside me, I was shocked since I wasn't expecting for someone to come and help me but still even when I’m kind of shy I smiled at her and nod, she tried to fix it like trying to knot the lace, she's also looking for a something that she could use to put the sandals and sole back together but sadly we did not find any — minutes goes by but still nothing, I think she can read what's running inside my head that time because she tried to offer her sandals for me to use, I refused of course because we don't know each other personally and I don't want to look like I was trying to take advantage of her.
What came next shocked me; she said, “Okay, since you don't want to use my sandals, why don't we go back there and enjoy the rest of the party barefoot?” LITERALLY, THAT SHOCKS ME! I refused again. I told her I will be okay and I can manage, and I thanked her. I took off my sandals and went back to the venue of the party, and she followed me—barefoot. YES! BAREFOOT! I keep saying I am okay; I will still enjoy the party. She doesn't have to do that for me, in a very apologetic voice and eyes. She just shrugged and said, "Nah, I’ll enjoy this more," and clung to my arms. I just laughed, and we ran towards where the event was held. We both enjoyed the rest of the party SO MUCH! That was one of the best times of my life! That's when our friendship begun, from then on we became inseparable; we ate lunch together, waited for each other at the gate after class, and went to the canteen together—that's what we did every single day. When we graduated from grade school we got so excited because finally we will be attending Highschool, we went to the same school but sadly we're not in the same class — we're sad and worried at the same time because we thought that we will he be classmates but I hold her "Don’t worry, not being in the same class won't change the relationship that we have — it won't ruin our friendship and we're still gonna see each other every day, so don't think about it too much, okay? We'll be okay and no one can ever separate us.“ It makes her feel more comfortable and relieved hearing that.
The first 3 months was okay, we still eat together, go to canteen together, go home together since we live in the same direction, so we usually follow the same route but then she met someone — they eat snacks and lunch together, they are always together and she barely hangout with me. That's when I decided to cut ties with her, that's our situation throughout the school year and until we graduated from grade 10 — we're just smiling (not the genuine kind of smile) and just nodding when we saw each other in school, I can say that everything had changed. It pains me of course because we promised to each other that no matter what, we will never let anyone get between us. When we went to Senior High School, we unexpectedly found ourselves in the same school, at first I didn't think about it that much and I told myself "Remember what happened last time, things aren't the same anymore. You can miss her and your bond, but that won't change the fact that you guys aren't taking the same path anymore. You must move on and just prioritize yourself and your studies for now" But I suppose fate’s plan wasn’t the one I envisioned because we end up in the same room, it is actually so awkward because imagine for a very long long time that we don’t share moments like we used to and just like that we ended up being in the same class, CHILLS! But it somehow made my heart filled with joy because to be honest, I really missed her, I miss spending time with her, eating together — I miss everything that we used to do together. Fast forward, we have a group project and the instruction that was given to us by our teacher is that we can choose our partner for the project, I got so excited because after hearing that one thing that came up to my mind was her.
When I told my teacher that I want her to be my partner she said to me that one of my classmates choose her to be his partner for the project, I asked my teacher who it was and she told me his name. I came up to him begging to give her up and just find another partner, at first he was confused why I am acting that way so I told him that she used to be my best friend and things did not end well and I want to take this as my opportunity to fix things with her. After hearing that, he agreed to find another partner and point out on me saying "You owe me with this one!" I just tapped his shoulder and said thanks and ran towards my chair "I’m so excited!" I said. I reached out to my teacher again and informed her that Calvin agreed to change another partner for the project, and so basically she's my partner now. She has no idea about this, by the way, because she was on sick leave at that time. When she attended school again, that's when I informed her that we will be partners for the project that Mrs. Jed assigned us. She was shocked at first, but then she still agreed and said, "Okay, good, just tell me when and where we are going to make the project," and walked past me. When we got the chance to meet up for our project, that's when I told her everything, like how we ended up being partners and all—I thought she would be mad at me for doing that, but instead she cried and hugged me tightly. She keeps saying how much she misses me and the bond that we have and that she regretted it for not reaching out to me when I decided to cut her off. We just cried the whole time as we talked about what and how we feel for each other and how incomplete we were when we drifted apart. We yap for hours, story-telling all of the things that happened in our lives, the struggles that we went through, the achievements—everything. I can really say that we both regret not having the courage to reach out and fix what needed to be fixed at that time before it got worse, but I guess this is God's another way for us to be reunited again. We learned a lot from what happened to us — we learned and we grew.
Our friendship now feels stronger than at any point in the past! We became each other's support system and human diary. We shared every heartbreak, sadness, lowest point of our lives, happiness, and laughter. Whenever we need someone to talk to, we run to each other at all times, because we believe that together — we can make every struggle feel lighter.
She's my other half; I don’t know what the exact words are to say to make her feel special and dear to me. This girl brings so much light into my darkest days; when everything is falling apart, she's the one who stays. She keeps saying that "your battle is my battle, and your happiness is also my happiness." She's the only one who makes me feel that way. Who makes everything feel alright. She’s a blessing to me, and honestly I couldn't imagine my life without her in it. She’s the only one I trusted the most—my life secrets, my personal problems—she knows everything about me. I am beyond thankful for having her in my life; she’s my sister by heart, and I promised her that whatever the challenges that will come our way, we will face them together. She's the best thing that ever happened to me, and I thank God every single day for giving me this kind of friendship. Genuine friendship is rare in this generation; some are just playing around, backstabbing has become their hobby, and others are not actually fully committed to a genuine relationship with someone—this doesn't only apply to a friendship but also to a romantic relationship and I am just so lucky that I have this girl by my side, my one call away, my human diary, my safe place, my ride or die, and my favorite human.
Now that we're old enough, when we bring up the topic about what happened to us before, we just laugh at it because of how silly kids we were back then.We did not regret that it happened to us; the only thing we regretted above all else is letting fear stop us from mending what was broken. Our friendship story proves that everything happens for a reason — either it will make your relationship stronger, or you'll learn from it and grow. We were just kids, so we really didn't have any idea what to do back then, but now that we're old enough to understand that it was just a test for our friendship, to see how strong our bond and connection really is—it all makes sense to us. After all, we passed that test— we're now stronger and happier.
I dedicated this line to her: "When I'm with you I feel so undamaged. When I'm with you life is something I can manage."
That's what happens when we're near each other—my sorrow fades, even if just for moments. The burden I hold slips off, quietly. Somehow, you lighten everything; it's like you've got a gift—the kind that softens hurt and calms my thoughts. With you, things just seem okay—calm, steady. Being together makes challenges easier to face, since I've got a person who stays close, whether times are smooth or rough.If there's a single truth I wish she fully grasped—one I've barely voiced, though it runs deep—it's this: her presence reshaped my view of love, commitment, and growing side by side. Rather than simply easing burdens, she adds depth, warmth, tenderness, and meaning. Shared laughter, quiet moments void of discomfort, tears shed together—each reveals how uncommon it is to meet someone attuned to your inner pulse. Her staying isn't passive; it's deliberate and chosen, especially amid chaos or when I'm tangled within myself. In those choices lies a lesson: true connection thrives not on flawlessness or constant closeness, but on showing up at pivotal times, offering care during struggle, and holding faith in one another despite surrounding doubt.I look up to her in ways she might never know—how she hears me without blaming, how she supports without pushing.
Her calm power tells me to stand firm; her soft warmth turns tough times into something bearable. She showed me bonds may slip, mix-ups will come, yet genuine feelings often reconnect—deeper, clearer, and steadier than at first.I love her not only due to time spent together but also because she keeps choosing me, standing close, and evolving alongside me in unexpected ways. With her, I share deep worries and bold hopes—someone who brings calm, joy, and deeper meaning simply by existing near. She acts as my living journal, quiet refuge, steady supporter, and companion through smiles and sorrow. She’s the sort you quietly appreciate daily—noticing her impact as something rare, never assumed, and held gently within always.No matter where life leads, or however many roads I travel, one truth stays clear: I’ll always pick her. Because she stands by me, so I stand by her—defending, lifting up, and rejoicing just as she does for me. Though words fall short at times, still I pray she senses deep down this love, thanks, and respect won’t fade; they’re limitless, steady, and forever.
Words from Lynè : Value those who ease your heart and shift sorrow into joy through their presence while chaos swirls around. Real companions don’t come often—moments shared carry deep worth. Pay attention, honor them quietly or loudly, and speak up without delay about what they bring to your days. Storms arrive no matter what, yet having such a person near means refuge appears, inner power grows, and smiles return more easily.
Friendship is our treasure — it’s worth to be cherished forever
Through my blog, I wish to convey a straightforward yet deeply personal message:
choose to face any storms you and your closest friend may encounter side by side. Meet every obstacle head-on with bravery, integrity, and the kind of devotion that endures through difficult times. And I hope you don't allow the friendship to deteriorate without giving it a genuine shot to mend if miscommunications or errors ever occur. Certain ties are worth defending.
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