First of all, forgive me if spill out my feelings in time with your birthday.
It’s 1:34 in the morning, but I can’t sleep just thinking the sweet thoughts of you.
One week had passed since you walk out of my life. I can say that those 7 days were the hardest and most miserable days of my entire life.
I felt I just died with so much heartaches and sorrow.
Despite what transpired between us, I just want to mumble about my memories of you before I start forgetting them.

You love billiard so much. But you love me more than your sports..
You easily sweat, that’s why you take off your clothes most of the time at home..
You hated sinigang but learned to love it because of my cooking..
You love bulalo and nilaga but you couldn’t cook it often since I vowed to be a pescetarian..
You love to be cuddled while sleeping.. when i wrapped my arms around your chest and my legs touching yours..
You didn’t know how to play guitar until I taught you how..
You love anything that is camouflage..
You are easily moved by heavy drama movies or emotional scenes but you yawn to prevent your tears from falling..
You sang Bon Jovi’s songs whenever I requested them..
You are forgetful. But I know you’ll never forget about us.

I can’t put here all the things that remind me of you.
Believe me, I really want to hold on and say "Take me back."
But you want to leave.
And despite the hurt and pain, you’re still dear to me.
This is my way of letting you go.
“Happy birthday and goodbye.”