A boy told a girl, “I am your BF.”
The girl turned around, looked at the boy with her innocent face, asked, “what is BF?”
The boy giggled, “teehee, silly! it means Best Friend!”
Sometime later, they fell in love.
The boy told the girl, “I am your BF.”
The girl blushed, asked shyly and softly, “what does that mean?”
The boy held her face with his big firm hands, “it means BoyFriend.”
They are the fortunate ones. Couple years later, they got married, with their own adorable baby.
The husband smiled to his wife, “i am your BF.” The wife then put down her apron, gently asked, “what is BF?”
The husband took a look at their baby, with a sweet grin, replied, “that means I am your Baby’s Father.”
Like everyone else, they got old; so old that they could barely walk. They sat on the bench, enjoying the warmth from the sunset.
The old man said to the old lady, “honey, we will BF.”
The old lady laughed kindly, squeezing her wrinkles, “hohoho, we? what does that mean this time?”
The old man stares at the sunset, and then the sky, remained silent for awhile, pondering; then reached out for the old lady’s hand with his rough wrinkly one, answered with his old, strong, mysterious voice, “Be Forever.”
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this is not a fairytale, just an ordinary yet special story of two right people who love each other with faith.
&i believe.
i still believe.
