it’s the love-of-my-life’s birthday today.

After all these years I still love her in the truest way.

She is a flower that I will never pick, because if I picked her she would eventually wilt.

She is the butterfly that travels endlessly, touching someone periodically, and so profoundly it changes their life forever.

She taught me what love is and for that I will forever be in her debt.

Happy Birthday my love.