some thing can not be described... some moments can not be shared... some feelings can not be explained... some words can not be described... but... nothing can be hidden from a true friend
When emotions play their role the heart cries.When heart cries it does not make any sound & the person who listens to that unmade soundis called a Friend.
A little clown is living in my heart. small and very special. it can dance and jump, laugh and sing. are you in pain and you need to cry, come and borrow it!
Insecurity Of Loosing LOVE Makes Us Mistakenly Loose The Friend In Them,Insecurity Of Loosing The Friend In Them Maks Us Mistakenly Fall In Love With Them