The hardest part of missing friends is not their absence,it’s when you think of all those good times and ask yourself, will those moments ever happen again
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.
Our friendship means so much to me that if we were the last people on a sinking ship and we have only one life jacket, i'll mm............ ummm......... i'll miss u yaar…
Down in the valley, carved on the rock. 3 little words forget me not u met me as a strangre, i took u as a friend lets hope we make a frienship i heaven where frndship nevre ends
