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.
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.
I'm a cop & u r undr arrest 4 bein wat u r.It's illegal 2 b so sweet & frendly as u r.So i hereby sentence u 2 a lifetime imprisonment in my heart.Case closed.
Pain of missing friends is realised when u r alone watching a gang of friends enjoying in front of U and U remembrng d past which u spent with ur friends!
