Getting married is very much like going to a restaurant with friends. You order what you want, then when you see what the other person has, you wish you had ordered that.
I met U as a stranger, I leave U as a friend, as long as the world stands, our friendship nv ends. All friends nv split N even if they do they will meet again.
Life counts by the roads we travel. Some are smooth, some are rough, some I’d rather forget. But there’s one road I won’t regret…..The road where we met and became friends!
