Dearest you,
I know chances of you reading this is approximately one in a million but I'm still writing this because I cant tell it to you in person.
I really want to thank you for driving down all the way from your home in the wee hours of the morning to celebrate my birthday. I've been waiting for this for 3 years. Yes, 3 years. You made me felt really special that morning. Mcdonalds hotcakes meal, or pancakes as you insisted on calling them, sneaking to the cake shop to buy 3 little birthday cakes for me and surprising me from behind. The way you sang "Happy Birthday" to me.
Like you said, it was indeed surreal.
Even though we only spent an hour eating and you had to rush off to the seminar, it was the best birthday ever. Really. I could not tell you how happy i was..
There are things that I wished I could say to you but I cant. Something so right that was so wrong. I've decided not to say it. Like the Eeyore you gave me, I've locked it inside my closet. You were my special whale. And you'll always be.
I'm deleting you from my phone. =(
Am i all alone in this universe?
There's no love on these streets.
I've given mine away to a world that didn't want it anyway.
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