There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.
Softly, the leaves of mem'ry fall, slowly i'll gather & pick them all, Coz 2day, 2morrow & till my life is thru, I'll always cherish knowing a *person like u* !!
We smile at whom we like, we cry for whom we care, we laugh with whom we enjoy & we become angry with whom we feel is our own. That's Friendship, that's Love
