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.
Two hearts make frienship, many hearts try to break that friendship, but making or breaking depends on the level which that two hearts beats for each other.
True friends r like nice mornings, U cant have them for the whole day, but u can be sure they willbe there when u wake up tomorrow, day after and 4 ever.
