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Romanticizing the Friendships I Haven’t Met Yet

  • Writer: Tanissha Singh
    Tanissha Singh
  • May 11, 2025
  • 3 min read

✨ Some friendships are still on their way. ✨
Some friendships are still on their way.

Have you ever wondered about the friendships you haven’t even met yet?I do. All the time.

There’s this quiet magic in imagining the people who are still out there, destined to cross paths with mine. The thought feels like a chapter yet to be written—a soft beginning waiting to bloom. Some friendships are waiting just around the corner, and even though we haven’t met yet, I trust that they’ll come when the time is right. Until then, I’ll keep romanticizing the beautiful connections yet to be made.


Holding Space for What’s to Come

I’ve been learning to hold space—for the people I haven’t met, for the laughter we haven’t shared, and for the memories we’re yet to create. There’s something incredibly tender about carving out emotional space for future souls who might one day feel like home.

I’m not rushing it. I’m not chasing it. I’m simply open to it.


It’s a quiet hopefulness that the right souls will find me when both of us are ready. And maybe that’s enough for now.


Manifesting the Beautiful Connections

Sometimes I imagine what it’ll be like. The late-night conversations where vulnerability feels safe. The way we’ll understand each other’s silences. The kind of comfort that doesn’t need to be explained. I imagine us laughing until we cry, rooting for each other in all the big and small ways. It’s like scripting scenes of a film I haven’t lived yet—but deeply believe I will.

I’m not desperate for new friendships. I’m just… expectant. Hopeful. Softly waiting.

Because I believe in divine timing. And in the idea that energy finds energy. That someday, my frequency will match theirs—and that’s when we’ll find each other.


The Excitement of the Unknown

The most beautiful part? I don’t know who they are yet. And that unknown—it doesn’t scare me. It excites me.


There’s a quiet joy in trusting the unfolding. The idea that any moment, any place, could bring someone new into my life—someone who fits like a missing puzzle piece I never knew I was searching for.


And when they arrive, it’ll feel like I’ve known them forever.


Trusting the Journey

So for now, I’m just trusting. That the universe is gently pulling us toward each other. That some connections don’t need to be chased—they simply happen. And when they do, they’ll bring peace. Growth. Wholeness.


Maybe they’ll show up when I least expect it. Maybe we’ll meet in the middle of chaos, or in the quiet corners of everyday life. But however they arrive, I know I’ll be ready.


Closing Thoughts

I don’t know who they are, but I believe in them. In the way they’ll bring softness to my hard days. In the way we’ll learn and unlearn things together. In the memories we’ll build from scratch.


Romanticizing these friendships isn’t about escaping the present—it’s about staying open to what’s next. And I like to believe that when they finally arrive, they’ll be exactly what my soul has been saving space for.


Some friendships are waiting just around the corner, and even though we haven’t met yet, I trust that they’ll come when the time is right. Until then, I’ll keep romanticizing the beautiful connections yet to be made.


Because I know, deep down, the next chapter of connections will be worth the wait.

 
 
 

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