I lit a candle for you, I am too far away to prove that I mean it, but I do.
I lit a candle and didn’t know why all the means showed up today to do it, but I did it and it makes me think of you.
I’m sorry.
It’s all I can think, after all it’s today and I have to.
But it didn’t mean enough and I’m sorry.
Some day I hope to be good enough.
I’ll be here if it means you get to enjoy and feel and be happy.
I’ll try.
Happy birthday.
You’ll never believe me, but I still love you.
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