So there's this girl that I met. Well actually, I don't quite remember how I met her, because before we grew close I came to know her as my senior, or just another classmate of my sister. Truth be told, the thought of her becoming half of my heart never really crossed my mind. Who would've guessed it, right? But you see, Allah had planned for our friendship to bloom into this beautiful bond, and for that I gratefully say Alhamdulillah.
If you knew how we grew close, —this girl and I— well, it's really something you'd never expect. Some stupid similarities about death I'd rather not state here. If you know what I mean. Anyway, it's a funny story to be honest. She was fifteen at the time, preparing herself for an important exam, which now that I look back on it, that exam wasn't really all that much now that I've gone through it. If I remember correctly, it was a Thursday, and she was waiting for her dad to come pick her up from that place most fifteen year olds go to get a proper education, school.
I can't remember how we started talking that afternoon, but it's a miracle we did, and that ladies and gentlemen was what triggered our friendship. Being the immature naiive I was back then, I kept talking about how nobody loved me and how lonely I was and how much I wanted to die. Yes yes feel free to laugh now. It was stupid, I was stupid, and thank God I'm not that person anymore. You see, she should've been annoyed at how melodramatic I was at such a young age, having to bear with my immature rants and stuff, but she wasn't. She listened.
I guess that's why I love her so much. She always listened. She still does. No matter how stupid or annoying or melodramatic or time-consuming my rants are, she always takes a moment to breathe and listen.
This is the part where I continue the story which leads to a happy ending and tell you about everything we've been through. But no, I won't. Because one; this post would last forever. And two; because if I tell you more about her, you might love her too. You might take her away from me. Yes, I'm being selfish. No, I won't share her with anyone. Except well, those I already have to share her with. And Allah.