What Remains: Lakeitha

The Friendship Theory

The rarest kind of love isn't romantic. It's the bond that forms when two strangers decide to keep showing up for each other.

Friendship has no contracts, no obligations. You don't stay because of blood or attraction. You stay because, somehow, life feels lighter with them in it.

It's a choice, made quietly, over and over again, to listen, to support, and to grow side by side.

The purest love isn't always the one that consumes you, it's the one that stays.

The one that remains.

The one the feels like home without ever asking to be. A true friend doesn't measure what you're worth, they don't pause to weigh the cost. The true meaning of friendship isn't in the laughs, the parties, or the easy days.

It's in the silent loyalty, the unshaken presence, and the love that doesn't flinch when everything and everyone does.

It's what remains.

When we were young, friendships were effortless. You sat next to someone and suddenly you were inseparable. No expectations. No walls. Just genuine connection.

But as an adult, its different. You bond and connect over battles fought, and dreams chased.

You find people who recognize the weight behind your smile. Not friends by chance, but friends by choice.

The older you get, the rarer friendships like that come along.

But the real ones remain.

~ Shared by L.A.