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...
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
Life is just like a cloud.We are moving without end.Nothing stays with us. What remains with us are memories of good times spent with our beloved ones.