A 5 year old boy asked his friend. What is friendship? He replied: Friendship is when you rob my chocolate every day from my bag. I still keep it in same place.
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
read life as the sea, heart as the seashore & friends like the waves. It never matters how many waves r there? What matters is which one touches the seashore.
Ive made so many mistakes in my life, but something I did right was to have you as a friend and I definitely wont make another mistake of losing someone like you.