I can't believe it's my birthday.

And to think I'd get to see you.

So, who told you?

Oh, so was you who remembered, eh?

Not that I'm complaining, but I thought for sure someone told you

what

just a little surprise you remember my birthday at all

not because you lack caring

but because I

just don't expect anyone to care about it.

No, it's not because of that.

I'm just used to being a loner, at least for the most part.

It takes some getting used to when, well, when everyone's caring about you for once.

This year's been a strange one, but thankfully it led me to you.

I can't tell you how much it's meant to me. Having you with me.

It's been an irreplaceable feeling.

I wish I could put it better into words,

but it's so hard to even muster a sentence,

let alone paragraphs up on paragraphs that I want to say.

Look, let me just say it like this.

After you came into my life, I wanted things to go a certain way.

They obviously didn't.

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