You were the first person to wish me last year. And truth be told, the thought of you had been lingering at the back of my mind for quite awhile. The days passed and I shrug it off. Not once, can you see the question mark and hope that I held.
Then, at 1am the following day, it happened. My last wish was from you. And for that, I thank you. Because you will always be a part of our story, incompleted with the screwed up storyline.
I smile now because it meant a lot more than I ever could imagine when after months and months of being M.I.A., you still made my day. So thank you. For going through so much with me.