In moments of heartache; not just living but the loved ones lost we hold the pride some keep denied in honor of their name. And whenever we need them a quick confirm and a broken nest will prove again that once a friend, always a friend is right.
A bitter decision. A broken promise or a lesson learned. It keeps all the errand falls from basking in the light. Polite conversation. Hell just smiling when the others talk can be replete with comforting ideas, thoughts and minds.
And when you think you’ve made it there’s a corner that you haven’t crawled on your words and rights, now multiplied to destroy any fight.
Play it safe plays no difference here. Moments too soon and this life keeps living. Just let it sink to get the reference here or just let it go.