Touching Birthday Message To Myself 소설 & 이야기

“Read it out loud.” I pick up the phone and check my messages. Zander: 18 years ago, the world was blessed with the kindest, smartest, most beautiful soul. Zander: Today, I’m lucky enough to have that goddess love me. Zander: Happy Birthday, my Izzy, my love. Space cannot separate love; it can only delay it. Zander: I hope you have the best day. Zander: Sending you my kisses. Zander: Say hi to Nonna for me.

And a card. A birthday card with silver moons drawn on the edges. I had spent thirty full minutes writing the perfect note. Simple words. Just simple words. My fingers had smudged ink a few times before I got it right. I wrote: ‘Ez, You are the best thing that ever happened to me. Thank you for staying. Thank you for breathing. Happy birthday to you—even though the world can’t know us the way we know each other. Stay alive. Stay Ez. Baron.’

” Trayton ~”Why the fuck must I care? Kenton ~”Because it is your fucking birthday today.” Trayton ~”Thanks for reminding me what a fucked up grown ass man I am.” Mom hands me my whiskey and I head on back to my office. Who gives a fuck it's my birthday today. .................................................. With Ava… It is his birthday today. I don't know what to do. Must I phone him? If I message him then he will have my number. I think I must phone him. Maybe I should phone mom first.

Laura I woke up on my birthday to a text from Chloe that said "HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH" in all caps with seventeen exclamation points. I wrote back. "thank you. why are you yelling." "BECAUSE IT IS YOUR BIRTHDAY." "you are going to wake up my parents." "GOOD. THEY SHOULD BE AWAKE. IT IS YOUR DAY." I put my phone down. Stared at the ceiling. Eighteen. I did not feel eighteen. I felt the same as yesterday. Same as last week. Same as last month.

“My Angel, you know I will never miss your birthday for anything in the world but I'm sorry it turned out this way. Your 18th birthday should be special for you, do something special for yourself and yeah don't forget to make a wish before you blow off your candle. Welcome to being an adult. Love and light” I held the card to my chest, shutting my eyes momentarily, the image of my mother played in my head. She has been away for four months and I miss her so much. Speaking of doing something special. I can finally tell Jamie about how I feel about him. But what if he rejects me? I shook my head from those negative thoughts. “It's my birthday and I should do something special for myself or I w

He was still Tyler’s best friend, still the boy who had grown up beside me, and still the person who knew me better than anyone else ever had. Would it really be so terrible to say happy birthday, or would ignoring him be cruel? My fingers hovered over the screen as I opened the message box and typed two simple words; Happy birthday. I stared at them for a long time, but they looked cold and distant. Too small to carry the weight of everything I felt. Before I could stop myself, my fingers moved again, and I added the words I miss you so much. My breath caught as I read it. It looked right. It looked honest. It looked like everything I wasn’t allowed to say. But I knew I couldn’t send that.

I whimper, voice completely shot. Happy birthday to me.

I clicked the glass in my hand, bringing the focus of everyone in the room to me. I cleared my throat. “I want to say thank you all for coming to honour my birthday celebration. It’s indeed an honour. I may not get the chance to repeat this before the night ends, so I’m saying it now. From the bottom of my heart, I want to say thank you. For all the well wishes, gifts, and love, I want to say thank you. It means so much to me.”

I took off my phone when I felt it vibrated. It was a message from Zack. " Have you got there safely?" He asked. "Yes." I just answered. I turned off my phone and relax for a bit. I suddenly realized that tomorrow is my birthday. I almost forgot it. Since it was Sunday, I would love to celebrate it with Grandpa. Guess I might not be leaving the house tonight. After sometime of relaxing and staring down on the sea and after posting to my i*******m, I went down and went back to the house.

I didn't say anything and just lowered my eyes as the tears rolled down my cheeks. "Happy Birthday to me," I mumble to myself.