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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