I was sixteen when I first met you;
The age when I thought everything in my world is gonna collapse.
The first time I laid my eyes on you,
I definitely have no idea how much you're gonna mean to me.
The first time we touched each other's skin accidentally,
I felt that you'd be different than the others.
At first, I was trying to suppress what I felt.
Later on, I realized there was no point stopping it.
I was sixteen and you were eighteen.
I remembered how shocked you were when I told you I was only turning seventeen.
You couldn't believe it.
Then a month later, I finally turned seventeen, and talking to you was the greatest gift I've ever received but didn't know it back then.
Time passes by and almost everything that I write was all about you.
I wrote what I feel about you;
I wrote what I admire about you;
I wrote what changed in me because of you;
Almost everything became connected to you.
Few years passed by and now you're turning twenty-one while I'm still nineteen, waiting to turn twenty.
Now everything that I write;
And almost everything that I draw is you.
They're about you and they're you.
You became my muse, my inspiration, idea, and motivation.
It's now your birthday and you're now twenty-one.
Happy birthday my muse, wish you will be happy till the day you breathe your last breath comes.
04-04-2022
actually 04-06 ung birthday niya, advance lang talaga siya.