Sona, Maybe I shouldn't be writing another long message, but there are a few things in my heart that I don't think I've ever been able to explain properly. The truth is, it was never just about liking you. It was never about a crush, or a random attraction, or some sudden feeling that appeared one day. What made me notice you wasn't your smile, your looks, or any of the obvious things people usually talk about. It was your heart. Over the years, even when we weren't close, I got to know little pieces of your story. I saw someone who kept trying, kept caring, kept giving her best even when life wasn't always kind to her. I saw someone who put efforts where most people would've given up. I saw someone who got hurt, disappointed, misunderstood, and yet somehow still managed to stay kind. And maybe that's why I never forgot you. You know, there are people we meet and then there are people who stay somewhere in our thoughts without us even realizing why. You became that person for me. Not because I thought you needed saving. Not because I thought you were weak. But because every time I heard something about you, every time I saw you trying to hold things together, I found myself wondering who was there for you when things got difficult. And the strange thing is, through all these years, all the changes, all the people that came and went in my life, that feeling never completely left. That's why, on the last day of college, I gathered all the courage I had and finally texted you. Trust me, that wasn't easy. I was scared. Scared of getting ignored. Scared of making things awkward. Scared of hearing no. But I was even more scared of spending years wondering, "What if I had just told her?" So I did. And honestly, getting to talk to you has made me happier than you probably realize. I know you've told me that you're happy on your own. I know you've told me that relationships feel heavy. I know you've told me that your freedom, your peace, and your happiness matter to you more than anything right now. And Sona, I genuinely respect that. But if there's one thing I wish you understood, it's that I never imagined becoming a burden in your life. I never imagined taking your freedom away. I never imagined becoming another reason for you to overthink. When I imagined a future where I was part of your life, I imagined being the person who supports your dreams, not interrupts them. The person who celebrates your victories. The person who sits beside you on your bad days. The person who makes your happiness bigger, not smaller. The person who gives you one more reason to smile when life is already going well. Maybe these are just words. Maybe you've heard beautiful words before. Maybe life has given you enough reasons to doubt people. And honestly, I can't blame you for that. But every single thing I've told you has been true. I don't know how to convince you of that with words. I can only hope that one day my actions speak louder than all of this. And Sona... There's one more thing. In a couple of days, I'll be leaving. I'll move to another city and I honestly don't know when we'll get a chance to meet again. Maybe months. Maybe years. And I won't lie to you, that thought hurts a little. Not because you've done anything wrong. But because after all this time, after finally finding the courage to talk to you, after opening up in ways I usually don't, after making that website and telling you everything that was in my heart... The thought of leaving without meeting you even once feels incomplete. I'm not asking for a relationship. I'm not asking for an answer. I'm not asking you to change your mind about anything. I just want one simple meeting before I leave. A cup of tea. A short walk. Ten minutes. Anything. Just a chance to see the person who has occupied such a special place in my heart for so long. And if you're not comfortable, I promise I'll respect that completely. No pressure. No guilt. No complaints. Nothing changes. But if there's even a small part of you that feels like meeting, I'd genuinely love to see you once before I go. And if not, then thank you. For reading my words. For understanding my heart. For being honest with me. And for being the reason I finally found the courage to say what I had been carrying inside for years.