Memory of friends...Ask yourself whether you have friend.!

      Dear friend, I have to tell you ... some mornings are empty without you, the dawn of a lacerated me and choked me, killing me smell because your not here.! Breeze each day passes roads.Your view and your sadness is my joy, often longing him remembering.Listen to a friend and realize that this world without you is just darkness.The sad without you and I are still standing in the same place and do not worry, I still think of you often and I hear your footsteps and I feel your touch .Thy disappearance is my suffering forever.
                                                                    Dunja Vasic