Saddest Birthday Song Novels & Stories

She inquired, "Lacy, are you still busy? I've been waiting for you. When will you be back? The cake is beginning to melt." Lacy’s feelings were all over the place when she said that. "Bernice, I'm not in Sky city. Happy birthday!” Bernice didn't want this answer. She begged, and he didn't even bother to explain. "I'm not happy at all," she cried softly. "Nathaniel isn't here, and you're not here... I'm not happy at all. Lacy, this is the saddest birthday I've ever had. No one is taking pictures of me or singing to me. Can't you come back?"

I explained lamely as the elevator arrived at our floor. "We will be meeting the client at 7 pm. Get ready," Alex stated firmly before exiting. I felt really sad that he didn’t remember or acknowledge my birthday. As I stood there sulking, my phone rang with a video call from my mom and Dawson already singing “Happy Birthday” Tears welled in my eyes. "I love you, baby. I love you, mama," I choked out when their song ended. "You should be happy Mommy. It's your birthday," Dawson said innocently.

I took my present; I promised Hailey to try it on and some shopping bags as we put them all in the trunk. We were both in the car listening to "Bitch Better Have My Money" by Rihanna - the remix. Hailey was owning the lip-sync, while I just moved my body to the beats. "Shit... your wife at the back seat of your new boring car. Don't act like you forgot... Bitch better have my money," we both chorused. This was the best birthday ever with Hailey . Too bad she's not the queen of England; oh, poor England.

He couldn’t tell this Sophia, but he was missing Liara badly, especially when all his children were on a video call. Oops! It looked like he said that word too soon because Colton didn’t receive the call. He might be busy with his work. "Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday, Dear Mom! Happy Birthday to you!" Tiara cheerfully clapped her hands. Brandon saw Wylder’s eyes shining silver, and in the next second, a birthday song started playing. ‘Go, go, go, go, go, go Go, shorty It's your birthday.

Sadly, it was my friend that's so excited about celebrating my birthday. "Cher, you know my birthday is next week," I said to her sadly, I do not want to kill her joy but I just want to remind her that it is not yet my birthday. *MY BIRTHDAY IS THE DAY I SHOULD BE CELEBRATING ABOUT, IT IS THE DAY WHEN THIS TRASH WAS BORN."* ~~~~Present Sigh... "Joanabe? What's with your deep thoughts?" "Hey, Joanabe, blow your cake before flies can eat this cake." Cheryl pouted. She is being impatient.

I frown. “ You’re the inly one I knew that doesn’t want to celebrate her birthday.” “ There’s a lot Zaine. For me, birthdays are boring, so why bother celebrate?” He just shrugged with my notation. I played a song on my phone and set it on shuffle. The moment the song started, one person immediately occupied my mind. Somewhere far, we never knew I will wait for you to come back And for us to be together Forever

'Happiest 18thBirthday, Elona! I immediately looked at Kairo, Lavisha, Mom Tes and Marvin. I couldn’t help but map tears so I immediately lifted my head to prevent it from dripping. "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, yey!" they sing at the same time in front of me. I sniffed right away because I couldn't really hold back the tears in my eyes. "How did you find out about that song?" I said while crying. Laughing, Mom Tes approached me immediately and stroked my back.

“He's here!!!” A loud scream escaped from the crowd. All the eyes of everyone went in the direction of the door, followed by a loud applause. And the whole crowd screamed simultaneously “Happy Birthday Zayne!!” ~Zayne~ I woke up to a different feeling than all other days. The grief in my heart was heavy than normal. The taste of pain still fresh in my tongue. Memories of Maya came flooding came to my mind. My heart was heavy and my mood grey. Today was my birthday, but it was another birthday without Maya.

And it fucking makes lots of emotions go through me. “Buon compleanno a me, buon compleanno a me, buon compleanno caro me, buon compleanno a me!” (Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear me, happy birthday to me!) She's singing, yet she sounds so sad. “Ora hai diciotto anni. Ahahah! (You're eighteen now, hahaha!)” She stifles a rather mocking laughter. She sounds like she doesn't like the fact she's eighteen… or doesn't like herself. Or…

There's no doubt about it. I observed her from afar but then I just couldn't help. My feet on their own took me to her and I came to a pause beside her. I feel like smoking but annoying her right now would be worth more. "You are sparkling brighter than the stars tonight," I mused, peering at her. She didn't turn to face me. "Not right now Ethan. I'm not in the mood to tolerate you. Just enjoy the party and leave me alone," She mumbled. Her voice sounded sad. What happened? Why would someone be so sad on their birthday?