When I was sixteen, I stumbled upon this girl's blog. She was eighteen.
I fell in love with her blog instantly because how pure the writing was, how transparent she was when it comes to her feelings. When I read it, I couldn't imagine how she was feeling but hey, whatever she felt, it must be really hard for her.
Her blog made me start writing and little did I know, her writing influenced mine. I began writing but it wasn't as deep as hers because I was sixteen, love wasn't in my dictionary. But things changed when I turned 17. I was her religious reader and then I finally understood what she was going through. At first, I was sugarcoating everything but it stopped after I was keeping on reading her blog.
I remember there was this one time.. She set her blog on private and I sent her an email saying I was her avid reader. I asked to make it public again. (If you still remember this, please unremember it. LOL) And then, few years after that, I added her on Facebook. Few weeks after that, she told me how much she loves my blog and tumblr because it almost feels like home to her.
Since then, we became friends.
And now, here's the part two of our story.
P/S: Fiza, if you're reading this. Don't laugh. I was sixteen and your blog was my inspiration. HAHA.