I had been stony for too many years.
I had become oblivion to tears.

With you,
I became a wildflower
in my thoughts,
in my fantasies.

With you,
I had no limitations,
no boundaries.

With you,
Life was like in Rumi's open field.

With you
With all the madness
I crossed so many lines,
Nothing felt wrong.

With you
I bloomed and I danced.

With you
I fought,  I loved, I cried
And I learnt to shed tears again.

With you
I became a free spirit

You were my spring, moisture, sunlight, intelligence, scent and cypress

I have no explanations for  the day my tongue crossed the my thoughts.
You know that wildflowers have thorns and I have hurt you with that.

And that I do not believe the words you said after that. I know you didn't mean what you said.

With all the warmth and love I have in each and every cell in my body,  I give you the world's biggest Birthday hug.
(Ignore it, if you hate me.)