The Sky I Couldn't Hold 💔☆~♡~☆

Part VIII : When the Sky Came Back

Final Letter - Radhika's Reply
Written two days after reading Suzumiya's message

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Radhika's Final Letter - "I Never Unloved You"

Dear Suzumiya,

It took me two days to write this.
Not because I didn't know what to say - but because I felt everything at once.

Your message was the kind of ache I had buried so deep, I forgot how to cry over it.
And then suddenly, it was there again - you were there again.

I sat on the floor for hours, holding your words like something fragile and alive.
I whispered your name to my ceiling, like I used to whisper it to the stars when I thought you'd forgotten me.

And here's the truth I never said out loud:
I never stopped loving you.

Not in the dramatic, romantic way books talk about.
But in the real, heartbreaking way that only best friends love each other.
The way your absence becomes a room inside my chest that I never learned how to clean.

You were my beginning, Suzumiya.
The girl who taught me that silence didn't always mean loneliness.
The girl who danced in hallways and sang in off-key notes.
The girl who made me believe I could be seen.

And then you left.
Not all at once - but slowly, like twilight forgetting the sun.

I used to wonder if I wasn't enough for you to stay.
If I was too soft. Too boring. Too quiet to keep someone as full of fire as you.

But your message...
It gave me something I had long given up hope on:
Closure. And kindness. Both at once.

And here's what I want you to know - not in a whisper, not folded in a diary - but out loud, finally:

> I forgave you the day you left.
I missed you every day after.
And I never unloved you.

Maybe we'll never sit on that last bench again.
Maybe the girls we were don't exist anymore.
But if there's even a version of us that still believes in healing -
Then I want to meet her.

Not to start over.
But to begin again - softer, slower, without guilt.

So if you ever find yourself walking down the old street behind our school...
Look under the banyan tree.

I'll be there.
Just like before.
Waiting.

With love that never needed loudness to be real,
Radhika

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