20 May 2010
Clouds are beautiful.
Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, but falling in love with you I had no control over. I'm not supposed to love you, I'm not supposed to care, I'm not supposed to live my life wishing you were there. I'm not supposed to wonder where you are or what you're doing... I'm sorry I can't help myself, I'm in love with you..
"The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship. "
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JudeBrian
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