Happy birthday, you!
I am listening to the playlist again in commemoration of your day. This is the only one I am holding onto—and the letter. I am not sure when will this end but I guess if the universe slaps me to reality that we cannot really be, then that's it.
Since the clock strike at 12 o'clock, you are all I think about. My heart is beating too fast. I have been occupied this morning and afternoon but as I get to have my free time, here I go thinking about you.
I posted a story on ig where the name of the playlist is seen. It's a boomerang of the view I have. Just the sunlight by the curtains, that is. I became shameless posting that but I guess people does not recognize it all. Well, they do not know about it too so—. Even my closest friends have not reacted to it, I guess they also know that I am done loving you.
What clownery. You know what, one of my bestest friend ask when will I ever move on from you. She also said that maybe that's when I meet someone who will surpass the standards that you have posted.
In all honesty, if you wish to keep me to your life or throw me of, just let me know. I do not wish to be this direct but just do please let me know where I stand in your life. What am I to you? Anyways, enough of me.
Happy birthday!
I do not really know what to say. It has been long since we last properly talked. I just with you he bestest in life, in all of its aspects.
Walk your talk and soar high. I know you will make what you dream of. You are a fighter. A strong one at that and I will always believe in you.
When life brings you sadness, I hope something or someone would comfort your sorrow.
I always pray for you.
You're always in my heart and I always think of you.
I apologize, again, I shouldn't be sayin this. I know you're already taken. I'm sorry. But with the sincerest I can and the words I want to say, for now—this is.
Happiest birthday to you, the one and only.
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Letters I'll Never Send
Non-Fictionthere will always be thoughts that will remain unsaid; thoughts that will be published here instead.