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Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice but falling in love with you I had no co ntrol over.
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed doo r that we do not see the one which has been opened for us .
A friend is a hand that is always holding yours, no matter how close or far apart you may be. A f riend is someone who is always there and will always, always care. A friend is a feeling of foreve r in the heart.
True love does n0t come by finding tHe peRfecT pErs0n, but by learning to see an imperfect per s0n perfectly