Finally 17. Happy birthday. Your present is with me. I'll pass it to you. I love you. Je T'aime.
You were the first few,
who wished me happy birthday,
on one of the day's I dread the most.
The one who made last year's birthday
The best.
The one who was always there,
the one who was patient with me.
The one who never gave up on me,
when I gave up on my life.
I saw pass you,
one big mistake.
But I'm glad,
after all this while.
You were still there,
there for me to
Love you.
And always having you to love me as to so
giving me the best present I ever recieved.
You.
You know how to make me smile at times when I'm down,
remebered about her sudden death,
And I was so pessimistic about life.
You taught me to be optimistic.
The way you joke around with our friends,
always amuses me.
The way you phrase your words,
the way how sweet you say things to me,
your sweet dedications for me on your blog.
The things I treasure the most.
You've been a great guy all this while.
And I'm sure you will always be.
And I love you.
Je T'aime Kea.
Happy 17 Birthday.
"The sun is shining bright;
and the stars will point the way.
Soon I'll hold you in my arms..."
learned that from you, you told me.
I believe in it.
How I wish I could do the same for you.
Have it a great birthday for you.
I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 4:25 AM.
