Our friendship is like a flying kite.U r the color paper of kite.People see & appricate u.I am the thread, invisible to people but always with U.Gud morning
when i woke up early morning birds were singing i asked them i m missing a sweet voice in u a bird replied: u still havn’t said good morning to taht sweet Angel….so GooD MorninG sweet heart
Nice people are the best part of our memories, that time can never erase and when l am blessed with people like you, my memories are always worth treasuring.GD MRNG
