A moment of joy spent
under a willow,
The tear of eye that
wets ur pillow,
Sometimes pain
&
Sometimes pleasure
When given by Friends,
Both are treasure ! (:
PaIn Of MisSinG FrIeNdS iSn''T tHiEr aBsEnCe . . .
BuT
ItS WhEn U ThInK oF ThE gOOd TyMs u HaVe ShaReD & U aSk UrSeLf
"WiLl ThOsE mOmEnTs eVeR hApPeN aGaIn"
ThAt''s FrIeNdsHiP
plants are green and earth is blue, why ur so nice to me i want a clue, What ever may be the resone like u , b''coz in world like this, i will never get a friend like you
