I’m watching the cursor blink on the page as I realise I’ve never been at such a loss of words before. It’s happening again, I’m watching it disappear and reappear. Im quite certain that our friendship will not disappear into the blankness of the page. Itll be as steady and bold as the black line which appears yet again-not giving up.
The first thing that comes to my mind when I think of the potato heading you is your INSANELY loud laughter which causes all of us to hiss”mycaaaa stop.” However, behind every one of those bouts of laughter, there is a precious memory which I hope to never forget.(but I probably have already, haven’t I ?)I might not express how much I adore because of the shield I always have up but you have to know that you’re one of my favorite people in this world.I pinky promise to be there for you always. Whether we re sitting and playing with glue in the back bench or having intense conversations about our bright future(the future’s bulb is fused for a few years though)I know that if I ever stray from the right path, you’ll run after me (falling in process of course cause you’re one of the clumsiest person on this planet ) showing me the right direction. And I hope to be able to do the same for you.
On your birthday, (I know I’m late) I just wanted to tell you how special you actually are. I wish that my words have been able to convey atleast half of what I’m trying to say.
I wish you a very happy birthday.