And I don’t say it the way people say it out of habit, but the way you say things that carry weight in your chest. The truth is, I don’t really know where to begin, because I have too many things I want to tell you, and at the same time, no words feel like enough, as the years go by, for some strange reason, birthdays start to feel less special, as if time teaches us to celebrate them quietly, and that sounds sad :( because it should be the opposite.
Each birthday introduces you to new people, some arrive to stay, others to teach you something and then leave ( people who change your life, people who break you a little, people who make you feel alive) but everyone celebrates differently, in different places, with different people and even though today I’m not physically with you, I want you to know something very simple but very true: I want to be one of those people you always celebrate your birthday with, no matter the distance, the place, or the moment.
So, from where I am, with my heart stretched toward you:
happy birthday, my love. 💛