My friends are silly, crazy, content.

They are funny, loving, and hyper as well.

We laugh, we talk, we hurt, and we love.

This is what our friendship is.

They have my back, and I have all of theirs.

We know each other oh so well.

Our antics, they are little pranks.

They respect me, and I them; this is what friendship is for.

Through my hard time they’ve helped me deal, and through the easy, we were laughing.

Our giggles, jokes, and other random things, that is what our friendship is for.

We don’t fit in except with each other, and we refuse to question why.

Fate might have done me bad in every other thing, but his one time-fate, was the best thing for me.