If there was some miracle, and a memory slipped through your mind, it would be this: Balong, it's our 7th month tomorrow. I'm fully aware you don't care or even have thoughts about this but if I had the chance to tell you this, I would. Hoping that all the feelings will fall back into place, where it all began.

This isn't a fairytale, you've already moved on. In a span of two months, I've already found you grieving about someone else. And in those months, I have found myself STILL grieving about you.

No point for this at all, just wanted to say I still miss you and care for you.
I wish I can spend your birthday with you, though I know you'd like to spend with her.