From: ABC
To: Asifa Rizwana Abdul Kareem
Date: October 29, 2025, 4:32 pm UTC
Everyone makes mistakes, but my love for you has never been one of them.
From the very first day, I never wanted to miss you. You are an angel sent from heaven, and you colored my life in ways I never thought possible. I’m forever grateful for the days I spent holding your hands, for the laughter, the tears, the chaos, and the calm. Through it all, you were my home.
I’ve learned so much from you. From small things like making a bed or soft chapathi, to bigger things like staying strong in difficult times, and most of all, how to love someone deeply. You taught me that love is a choice, and loving you was the best choice of my life.
My life got struck after you left. But I’ll forever be grateful for the days I spent with you, I’ll cherish them my whole life. I wish only the best for you. I wish you health, peace, happiness, and all the love you truly deserve. The one person I’ll miss forever in my life will always be you. You are such a gem, and I regret losing you. You are worth every bit of the suffering I go through.
You were there when I cried, when I laughed, when I was nervous, and when I was in love. You became my safe place, my peace, my poetry, the reason I still believe in love.
I still carry the moments we shared everywhere: Coventry, Bath, London, Wales, Netherlands, Portugal… each place holds a special memory of us. A year ago, 3rd September was a beautiful day for two people, a surprise cake, a poem, balloons, lights, Japanese food, laughter, and love. This year, it’s just me… with memories that still feel alive.
Sometimes I think of someone else holding your hands, making you laugh, and my heart aches. Because for me, you aren’t just a person, you are the person. My favourite notification. My “oru deivam thantha poove.”My seven minutes.
I know you’re sick and going through a lot. If I could take even half your pain, I would do it without a second thought.
As long as you were there, I was happy. They say time heals. But months have passed, and all I’ve become is better at pretending. I still search for you whenever something good happens. I still miss you in a room full of people. I still whisper to myself: Unna enaku romba romba pudikkum.
Love you always