Stories · Writing about life

Until after the end

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I had just entered the corridor, she barely saw me and opened a huge smile, opened her arms and hugged me as if she had not seen me for some time. But we had not been together for 24 hours. Our friendship was not easy, neither of us is. We are diametrically different, in our thoughts, in our tastes, in the way we see life and people. Curiously that was also what influenced us to be so friendly. We were not in the beginning, we had to build that too.

I do not know exactly how I started to be friends with my friends, I think we never know exactly when a person happens to be someone who knows himself to be love, to be a friend, happens. They arrived and were filling spaces, conquering smiles when I realized they became essential.

What I perceive in this whole difference is that one thing we have in common, we know how to listen and understand each other’s side of the other and we mainly respect our differences, e laugh and laugh a lot of ourselves and the funny situations that we go through and invent in our mind While planning the future.

What I like best about friendships, and this particular friendship, is the peace they bring me. And as she brings peace, she gives a smile that fits the world and when you see it you are sure that there you are sure that nothing you say can be so bad, has a look that makes you care and does you so well. You’re holding your gaze before your arms touch.

It is able to perceive and to know to you when it is not just with your hi on the phone, do not need more, these two letters is able to denounce you, denounce that fight with crush that she already hates just to make you sad.

We do not need to say, we know there is love and we are happy to meet and hold each other because friendship is that. Reciprocity, love, affection, subtle and simple demonstrations, but that make all the difference.