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Monday, May 25, 2009


the perfect birthday

i want a sunflower for my birthday.
and him smiling his ever goofy smile
i want him to start making lame jokes and somehow expects me to laugh, and i would because no matter how lame they are, they'd always be funny, at least to me.
i want him to listen to everything i say and attempt to comment but i'd stop him as usual and he would try to protest, and we'll end up laughing and laughing until someone stares us down.
i want him to tell me what love is and make it seem like it's tangible and real. because with him i can always count on love being something true, and something that won't ever hurt.
i want him to make fun of me in his clumsy way that it'll often come out wrong and we'll probably end up laughing, a little bit longer.
i want him to wish me happy birthday in his own funny,geeky, dorky, clumsy way- and that will be the most perfect birthday present ever :)

maybe i've been watching a tad bit too many taiwanese dramas, but imagining things never hurts, because sometimes, the ethereal is really the best way out.

i love you most ardently, 3:39 PM.

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