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Hey Kid,


I just wanted to pop in to wish you a happy birthday. 


But, we haven’t spoken in months . . .


So, I don’t know if you’d want to hear from me today.


Not after I just faded away on New Year's day . . .



I think the world of you, kid. Always did. 


I just didn’t think we were going to fit.


I figured we were too different. 


And after a few days, I wasn’t sure if I was missed. 



The little lives that we live,


Are so strange.


But one thing I know is true about you,


And that’s that I’ll always remember your name.


After everything,


I won’t forget about you. 


Or your little dog.


Or your snacks. 


After all of our seconds are stacked,


I will always be able to look back,


And remember your smell.


And I’ll remember your book.


And the way you looked


When you cuddled up in my arms.




The thing about my charm


Is that


It will never last.


And my little mask


Gets dropped.


And the sad little man gets seen . . .


I know you know what I mean here, kid.


I know you popped the lid,


And got a good look inside.


And you still wanted to be in my life.



But, Instead of letting you in,


I faded away on New Year’s day.


And that’s why I’m not sure it’s okay


To wish you a happy birthday today, kid . . .



So, sorry, kid, this might be selfish, but I am going to do it my way. 



Happy Birthday, kid. Have a great day today. 


CH 2/20/25

 
 
 

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