Do I miss you? I asked myself.
and I shook my head,
Guess now I am used to being without you
Habit is cruel, right?
Do I still you? I asked then myself.
Every second of my breath.

Let there be a door, a big, shiny brown one.
You'll know what for, knock it then shall i come.
Let there be a window, with a little flower on the side.
And i'll bet that you know, so i could climb it and hold you through the night.
Let there be a star, a sky for keeps.
We wont be far, therefore i kiss your lips.

You may turn 38, 49, or 65
know that in my eyes you're still that 35 years old,
eyes blazin',
charmin',
that I'd love for the rest of my life
May every path be smooth for you,
and may happiness always be in every step
you take

Happy Birthday, you.

I am the sea, I will always kissed the shore
no matter how far it will send me away
I am the leaf, no matter the wind will fall me apart I keep growing in trees
I am the dandelion, I will sacrifice myself just to make your dream come true

I still love you exactly like that,
and I know it still not enough

I never thought I'd get this attached
and I break myself for pieces
that were never mine from the start

It only add more spaces
We dont need to replace it
Or even add it with hate
Let it be
Emptiness are better than hatred
when the love left.