There were so many white days where a kind voice and sweet conversations came about to keep going.
Let’s not use names. Pretty Eyes is the title.
She was definitely something special. Aside from the friendship running it’s natural course, she was there when needed and wanted. Random texts and calls brought out hours and even days of conversation, inspiration and love.
There’s no dependence but if you ever been this way, then you know that no one could rise to that level. With that said, because Pretty Eyes was around, less then a fuck was given to other females. They were too insecure.
More patience would’ve existed if she was still around. But… everything happens for a reason.