I woke up this morning with the single thought of "It's your birthday" bouncing around in my head.
And as I lay in bed, listening to the combination of the ocean waves and the cars driving by on route 1-A, I tried hard to keep the hole in my chest closed and together.
You said it best in March:
"I know how hard it is to have a special day without your other half."
Happy Birthday, my very best friend.
I am so proud of you. So. Proud.
and through a telescope lens,
when all you want is friends.
I'll see you soon.
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