Happy birthday, louis
he's an angel
too good for this world
he's made out of sprinkles
fairylights and midnightskys
he's more than just home
he's a feeling of love
of bravery and fearless
cuddles and hugs
it's like coming home
Falling to bed with fluffy blankets
drinking hot tea and eating some chocolate
feeling safe and loved
his music is comfort
like thousands of hugs
but it's also heartbreak
if the night are rough
he walked through hell
but he's still here
our lost boy, our savior
I love him more each day
a lost angel
our peter pan
never wanted to be
a grown up
he makes me smile
if the nights are hard
when I'm on my way to therapy
or just crying because of all my thoughts
when I'm feeling down
and just can't stand myself
i listen to him
and feel home
'' it's just a bad day, not a bad life "
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I'm disappointed in myself, because this turned out shitty. I'll never be able to put the love I have for this man in words. The feeling he gives me and the comfort is unbelievable. He's the reason I'm still here and I'm trying. There won't be a day I'm not thankful for him and his music. The lyrics are masterpieces and the music is perfect. Mixed with his angelic voice just wow. I'll never get enough. He means so much too so many people. He's literally a gift to the world, the best we could ever ask for.
so yeah, I can't put it into words but happy birthday.
happy Louis eve y'all - or whatever you're celebrating today or tomorrow. Stay safe!
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