Thursday 30 April 2015

You can tell when two people are best friends because they seem to be having more fun than it makes sense to have in reality. Each laughter, each smile, and each hidden looks they share count for stories they're writing down in their notebooks. And maybe, even though they'll change one day, and no longer support each other through their laughter and tears, they'll know the other Is there. They won't be the type of friends who will let go of everything. No. They know the other is there to talk, no matter how far the distance is.
Maybe that's the beauty of friendships between two best friends
It's constant
It's just there

And it's only for the two of you




-3A.M

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