A Piece Of My Heart ❤️🥺

A Piece Of My Heart ❤️ 🥺

I don’t know where to begin, but I know why I’m writing.

Because tonight, loneliness feels louder than ever.

Yet somewhere in that silence, I found a voice that healed me.

A voice that belonged to a friend who never let me face my pain alone.

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I  even know where to start this blog.

Maybe because I’m not writing it just to share my thoughts — I’m writing it because tonight, I am feeling.

I am feeling lonely. I am feeling heavy. I am feeling everything all at once.

Before I even begin to tell you what I’m feeling, let me tell you where I am and what I’m doing right now.

I’m sitting on my bed. The lights are dim. My hands are trembling. Tears are running down my face.

I’ve been crying for a long time — not because I am sad, and not because I am happy either.

I don’t even know what I am anymore.

Maybe this is what emptiness feels like. Maybe this is what it feels like when your heart carries too much for too long.

From the day I was born, life never made it easy for me.

I have faced a million problems, countless struggles, and more pain than I could ever explain in words.

But one thing about me — I never broke.

No matter how deep the wounds went, I always found a way to breathe again.

I never ran away from my problems. I fought. I stayed. I survived.

I’ve lived my whole life depending on medicines just to keep going, just to keep breathing, just to stay alive.

And tonight, as I write this, my hands are still shaking.

My chest feels tight — maybe it’s anxiety, or maybe it’s the weight of everything I’ve lost.

Because 2025…

2025 took everything from me. Everything I had, everything I loved, everything that felt like home.

I lost people, trust, and even parts of myself.

But somehow, in the middle of all that loss, there were still a few kind souls who found me — people who held me when I couldn’t hold myself.

And I love those people, truly. Because they reminded me that even in the darkest places, kindness still exists. 🌷

A few days ago, I had one of those nights — the kind where breathing itself becomes difficult.

It was past midnight, around 12:48 a.m. The world was asleep, but my heart was wide awake, screaming silently.

That night, I messaged my friend. I told her I was feeling lost — completely, hopelessly lost.

And she replied.

Her words… they touched my soul in ways I can’t describe.

I cried that night — not out of sadness, but because for the first time in a long time, someone’s words made me feel seen.

She made me feel safe. She made me feel understood.

Her voice message was like warmth in the middle of a storm. It was pure, gentle, and full of care.

That friend — her name is Riya Chauhan.

But I call her Ri. 💫

I have never written anyone’s name in my blogs before, but today I want to — because she deserves it.

Because she became a light when my world was falling apart.

We were never very close in school. We met back in 11th class — just two ordinary classmates who never knew life would connect them again in such an extraordinary way.

And now, when I think about it, I realize — sometimes God doesn’t send angels with wings. He sends them as friends.

Ri has this rare gift — she understands people.

She doesn’t judge.

She listens. She feels.

In a world where everyone wants to talk, she’s the one who quietly hears you.

People often misunderstand her. They say things about her that aren’t true.

And every time someone said something wrong about her, I would feel this fire inside me.

Because I know her heart. I know the truth. And I can’t stay silent when someone disrespects a soul so pure.

Even if that person was my own friend — I would still speak up. That’s how much I respect Ri.

That night when I told her I was breaking down, she didn’t say “I’m busy,” or “I’ll talk later.”

She said, “I am here for you, Tannu ji.”

Simple words, but they held the power to heal.

Honestly, that night, all I needed was a hug.

A real, tight, soul-calming hug. 🫂

And even though she couldn’t be there physically, she said something that touched me deeply:

“If I were there, I would give you the tightest hug ever.”

And you know what?

It felt real.

I could almost feel that hug through her words.

We talked until 2 a.m.

And even though I didn’t sleep the whole night, I felt okay for the first time in weeks.

Because sometimes, you don’t need a solution — you just need someone who reminds you that you’re not alone.

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Riya, if you ever read this — this blog is not just a piece of writing.

It’s a small piece of my heart that I’m giving to you.

Because you deserve to know how much you mean to me.

You made me realize that even in my brokenness, I am still worthy of love, care, and understanding.

You made me believe that friendship isn’t about daily talks or selfies — it’s about being there when everything else falls apart.

Thank you, Riya, for being that one constant when life was chaos.

Thank you for your patience, for your kindness, for never judging, for always staying.

You have no idea how many times your voice, your words, your presence have saved me.

You are one of the most beautiful souls I’ve ever known — not because of how you look, but because of how you love.

You see the world differently. You love selflessly. You forgive easily. And you stay real — even when people don’t deserve your softness.

And to me, that’s rare. That’s priceless. That’s you.

So, from the bottom of my heart — thank you.

Thank you for being my light in 2025 when I lost everything.

Thank you for being my calm when I was drowning in anxiety.

Thank you for being my home when I had nowhere else to go.

You are my blessing, Ri.

And if I could, I would send you the warmest, tightest hug right now 🫂🫂🥲— the kind that says everything words can’t. 🤍

I always pray for you — that you stay happy, that you find the kind of love that protects you, and that you never have to face the pain alone.

May life give you every reason to smile.

Because you deserve every bit of joy this world has to offer.

I love you so much, my dearest friend. 💌

And if one day you ever feel lost — remember, I’m here too.

Always.

Because real friendship isn’t about time or distance.

It’s about the heart that stays — no matter what.

So here’s to you, Riya Chauhan —

The girl who made me believe in friendship again,

The girl who healed me without even trying,

The girl whose kindness still keeps me alive.

Thank you for being you.

And thank you for walking with me through my storms.

With all my heart, all my love, and all my gratitude —

Yours, always,

Tannu 🤍🫂