Happy Bubu Birthday

So much for Facebook reminders, I had to be reminded that it was his birthday. Even if I haven't opened my account, my phone reminded me as well. I forgot to remove the reminder. But still without all those freakin' reminders, I know, I definitely know it was his birthday.

It's been almost 4 months since he left. He was that one last chance I had at love. Yeah, he was a virgin at relationships like this, a virgin as well in whatever you guys have in mind. I miss him more than anything else. Damn it! I still haven't gotten over him even after the sad goodbye we had when he left.

Since I was so nice and still wanted to greet him in his birthday despite all the odds we've been through, I posted a simple "happy birthday" on his wall. I didn't expect any reply from him. I had this feeling he still feels miserable over everything we had given up when he left. I didn't even know he was online, he suddenly sent me a message saying his thanks. He then told me he missed me, I didn't respond. He was quite persistent, so he called.

The conversation was a bit dry, he was lonely there. He had friends but only a few of them knew it was his day. So I tried to comfort him. He was feeling homesick. He misses his family, he misses me more he says. He asked for a gift, I told him I couldn't afford sending a package to Dubai. He asked me to sing, and so I did. It was a small but simple gift and I was thankful I made him happy.

I sounded a bit cold, but nevertheless, I still miss you my bubu.

xoxo
Much Love