Meeting a good soul

And then I met her.

She waited and insisted on me to take out sometime for her.

At times a human is a the biggest sympathy to the other, a soul which could be trusted, which gives you a chance to vent out, a  heart who sympathizes yours and extends a tenderness which is generally unknown.

Somebody who waits for your coming and reluctant for your leaving. Simple and unremarkable people at times become very special and close.

Bond develops and relationship ensues.

A human to human relation could be the purest.

People honor you sometimes. 

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