Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

I don’t have a photograph, but you can have my footprints. They’re upstairs in my socks.

Long since, the desert wind wiped away our footprints in the sand. But at every second of my existence, I remember what happened, and you still walk in my dreams and in my reality. Thank you for having crossed my path.