The loss of a friend is like tht of a limb. Time may heal the anguish of the wound, but the loss cannot be repaired. |
I liked u more thn u ever thot |
I believed in d saying if u like someone, |
I saw u I liked u |
Wish I cud hold dose moments |
Walking down the street alley, |
Its certainly not luv!! Thn wht is it?? |
I said to me its just liking nt luv |