Sometimes Being A Friend Means Mastering The Art Of Timing. . .
There Is A Time For Silence. . .
A Time To Let Go. . .
And A Time To Prepare To Pick Up The Pieces When It''s All Over. . .
I Can''t Find A Reason
Why God Gave U To Me,
But That Is Not The Question To Be Asked; MAY BE THE QUESTION Is How Did God Knew That
I NEED A FRND LIKE U.
What is real but invisible? Ur love… What is true but unfair? Ur away from me… What is sweet but invincible? Ur smile… What is precious but priceless? Ur friendship…