We became friends when I'm going to get groceries the other day some years ago and I had to find a particular kind of milk that I usually use for my coffee— I could not find it.
That's when I had to talk to her and all it was all rosy conversation that led to us exchanging contacts.
I knew she was so nice, but I never had an expectation of letting her be my friend for a long run.
Over time, I didn't really have anybody I could talk to and I was having problems here and there, and by then I didn't even make whatever I had with Max something, neither was it given a name or a title so it was just her. I had to talk about my problems and the rest.
She was so understanding and she was always there for me, but I didn't understand why when she needed to understand her like she usually understood me, I had to work out of her I had to leave the house.
I had to find how to sort out my own problem. I was thinking if I did the right thing.
