A best friend is always there, whether you need advice, or a pep talk, or even a shoulder to cry on. A best friend listens with her heart and is always honest with you, even though the truth may not be what you want to hear. A best friend knows all your secrets, understands your fears shares your dreams. A best friend never stops believing in you even if you give up on yourself. you are that kind of friend to me. And no matter what happens, you always will be. You are my best friend.... my forever friend.
love can neither be created nor be destroyed, only it can transfer from one girlfriend to another girlfriend with some loss of money.
First law:
a boy in love with a girl, continue to be in love with her and a girl in love with a boy, continue to be in love with him, until on unless any external agent(brother or father of the gal) comes into play and break the legs of the boy.
$econd law:
the rate of change of intensity of love of a girl towards a boy is directly proportional to the instantaneous bank balance of the boy and the direction of this love is same to as increment or decrement of the bank balance.
Third law:
the force applied while proposing a girl by a boy is equal and opposite to the force applied by the girl while using her sandals...
Friendship . . . . . . is you. . . . is love. . . . is shared. . . . is forgiving. . . . is understanding. . . . is shared secrets. . . . heals many hurts. . . . is not judgmental. . . . is shared laughter. . . . is slow and steady. . . . can be angry at times. . . . is dependable and true. . . . is more precious than silver or gold. . . . is meant to be savored like fine wine. . . . is not perfect, much like we are not perfect. . . . does not hold grudges or demand perfection. . . . makes all the wrong things in life, right somehow. . . . is meant to be gulped like lemonade on a hot summer day. . . . is always there, through times of trial, happy times and hard times. . . . just happens, but once discovered, needs to be tended like a beautiful garden. . . . is a road to be traveled slowly, remembering the sights and sounds. . . . is strength when you are too weak to notice its there. . . . is a cherished moment of mutual understanding. . . . reaches into your heartt
I've a warm and friendly feeling As I think of you today, And I wish that we could visit, But you're many miles away. Separated by such distance, Yet your letters bring you near, Through the miles we share a friendship That's become to me most dear. Friends through correspondence only, Still your face I need not see, For your soul shines through the pages Every time you write to me! Your special way of writing, Warming as the sunshine rays, Brings joy and inspiration, And brightens up my days. You've enriched my life, my dear friend, And I hope God wills we meet, Friendship's Road is so much nicer Traveling with one so sweet!
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