We changed because of them.

Emotional and full of beauty 🙂

Under The Words

“She looked at him, her eyes swollen, some red veins slowly making their ways up to her kaleidoscopic iris. A tear rolled down her white porcelain face and he was too scared to touch her. Her cheek rose and she sighed: ‘Why?’ “

Once there was an old rusty playground.

A young girl with long honey hair and a young boy with short chocolate hair met there.

The playground rose with children, but they were pushed aside.

They quickly became good friends.

It was funny how they were so little, so innocent, they didn’t know how the world worked.

Her green kaleidoscopic eyes carried a never seen before kindness.

His dark, black eyes carried a magical sense of humor.

She showed him drawings and he made her laugh.

Everyone envied their friendship, that one, you come across once in a life-time.

Through games, sweets and laughs they grew up together.

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