It was 12 am. Midnight. I thought about calling it a night and just go to sleep. But I felt restless. I kept chanting "don't think about it, don't think about it". But all I could think about was that it was your birthday and I couldn't wish you because we were not on talking terms. We still are not. Maybe this is what that song " We don't talk anymore" is about. I feel restless because it's midnight again, your birthday and you are miles away and we don't talk anymore. I still can't help but wish "I wish I could celebrate your birthday with you one last time."
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