I can’t find a reason why God gave you to me, but that is not the question to be asked, May be the question is how did God knew that I needed a friend like you.
The words that escape a friend’s mouth are: I’ll be there when you say you need me. But the words that are unheard from a true friend’s heart are: I’ll be there… whether you say you need me or not
Friendship is like standing on wet cement. The longer you stand, the harder it is to leave. And even if you leave, you always leave your footprints behind.