Life is something to be shared.
Live with loved ones.
Take care of them.
To love them
Cry for them
To wish their best in things that you could never do.
Having them there is gift in it's self.
They cry for you
And everything seems like theirs no time.
No waiting for someone
To share your emotions with them
Even if it is a little bit.
To know that feeling of happiness.
You have to wait for your loved ones.
Friends
Family
Loved ones
Wait for your friends. They come to you and then Everything seems ok
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