I don’t really know from where I should start to write this letter. I could start in a very not-so-original way, wishing you an happy birthday as it would be natural to do or maybe listing all the feelings I have towards you, but everything seems already heard or seen so I don’t really feel like repeating old stuffs. After all this time, even if its still not that much, I feel the need to feel closer to you the more the days go by so I guess I’ll just be sincere with you, as if you could really read this pathetic words I’m writing for you in this dark late night. I know I still haven’t used all the possible words to express my how strong my feelings are for you, not even all the possible ways in which I could show you affection and dedication. Words could be never enough to explain all the shades of this uncommon kind of love I feel for you. I can just keep on thanking you, every day, in a silent and indirect way. Since that day in September in which I met you, so casually, so unexpectedly, you deeply changed my life saving me from many things, mainly from myself. I’m not afraid to say that you made my life better, brighter, lighter, worth living. You gave me a reason to go on every single day, you gave me something to wait for, you gave me something to live for, you gave me what I needed to find: the strength to keep on going. All this sounds so cheesy and already heard, I know also that it’s kind of boring to be quite honest. To make it short, what really means to me is not just the happiness you gave me, the smiles you made sprout on my face in my bad days, the times you made me cry thanking fate for having brought you to me; what really means to me is your happiness. Your smiles, your cheerful laughs, your cries of joy. You’re what’s important to me. I could sincerely give away my mine just to know you’d have fortune, health, love, and all that you deserve. Because you’re a splendid angel, you really are. No matter how people see you, you keep on going straight on your way not caring about what others may think, aiming to perfection, almost ignoring how close to be perfect you already are. In this year I’ve learnt to be less selfish in my feelings towards you; of course I’d want you to myself, hundred percent sure that I’d be ready to give you all you’d desire or need, wanting only to see you joyful, but I slowly had the time to taste a new level of love, the one in which the feelings of the other become yours; his happiness is yours, his smile caresses your face, his laughs tickle your stomach, his tears close your throat and moisten your cheeks, each of his feelings melt with yours and become entirely part of you. Here is what I feel right now: there’s you and then there’s me, a mere reflection of one of the brighter starts that the sky could have ever wanted, like the tail of a comet I live because of what you’ve been and what you did, always behind you even if I could never be by your side.
I love you. That’s all I can say. I wish you one of the best years of your life and many others after, even better than this one.