When the book of my life ends,i know u will be one of its most beautiful chapter, & if i ever get a chance to read it,i will start from the page where we met...
My mom always told me that we could never measure our wealth by money but by our friends. She would surely be glad to meet you and know how rich I turned out to be!
cant find a reason why God gave you to me But thats not the question to be asked May be the question is how did God know that I needed a person like you
A simple friend has never seen u cry. A real friend has shoulders soggy from ur tears. A simple friend hates it when u call after she has gone 2 bed. A real friend asks u why u took so long 2 call. A simple friend acts like a guest. A real friend opens d refrigerator n helps himself. A simple friend will read this sms n delete it. A real friend will send it 2 all his friends. Send this to all ur Real friends as I did…