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.
Old Friends Are GOLD . . . New Frndz May Be DIAMOND . . .
But
Don''t Ever Forget The GOLD
B''coz
To Hold A "DIAMOND" U Alwayz
Need A Base Of "GOLD". . . :->
Coffee Never Knew . . . How Good It Could Taste Before It Met Sugar, Water And Milk . . . We Friends Are Just The Same . . . We r Good But When We Meet We Become The Best . . . =))
A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.
