B.F.F.L.A.D.
You’re not just a friend. You’re the one who will still text you at 2 a. m. even if you ignored them for a week.
You’re my B. F. F. L. A. D. even if you cheated on my test and told my crush I was a liar.
I’ll still text you at 2 a. m. even if you forgot my birthday 10 times.
You’re my B. F. F. L. A. D. even if you gave my dog a tattoo of a donkey.