Assay about her.

In the morning I asked to her "Are you gonna miss me?" and she looked in my eyes, her eyes were wet and she said "I gonna miss you all".

She were my buddy but in the last day we took different buses, on my fist was a red band and on hers were a white one, we knew that we would have a half day together, but not in that way, we were buddies and when we were in the bus I knew, it was something special. And as in the most painful movie of friendship. She left.