I can’t find a reason why God gave U to me, but that is not the question to b asked; May b the question is how did God knew that I needed a friend like U.
When I fall, I need ur hands 2 hold me When I win, I need ur hands 2 pat me. When I lose, I need ur hands 2 console me. in short..i need ur friendship 4ever
Friends change, I know they do.. but this friend will always belong to you..Friends hurt I know they do.. But this friend gets hurt more without “YOU”!
True f'ship never fades with time :-) becomes more tasteful like old WINE ::)) only a friend can understand words and convert the rolling tears into a smile!