Happy birthday to you, the one who got away.
Happy birthday to you, the man I never got to hold.

My mom told me, when I was a little girl, that you don't necessarily marry your soulmate. I never understood what she meant — until our paths crossed, and diverted.

I like to imagine that in an alternative reality, we would've met at a better timing and I would've let go of my fears before we missed our time.

Happy birthday to my soulmate.
Happy birthday to you, the goodbye I didn't say.

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This year, I actually forgot — a definitive sign that I have let go of what wasn't meant to be. Besides the fact that I can now openly admit I felt something for you, of course.

I haven't changed, if you're wondering. If you realised that I still only reveal my feelings when it's a little too late, you'd be laughing at my idiocracy again.