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for the man whom time has chosen to keep a little longer
If I could bargain with time, I would ask it to be kinder to you. Not generous. Not extraordinary. Just kind. Kind in the way morning light settles upon a sleeping garden without demanding anything in return. Kind in the way the sea receives every weary river and never asks where it has been.
For there is something unbearably tender about the thought of you moving through another year of life. Another year of carrying dreams no one else can see. Another year of surviving storms you rarely speak of. Another year of becoming. And perhaps that is why, on the day of your birth, I find myself wanting impossible things.
I want every sorrow that has learned your name to forget it. I want every grief that lingers at your doorstep to lose its way. I want every wound hidden beneath your smile to be touched by mercy until it no longer aches when the seasons change. I want the universe to loosen its grip on your burdens.Just a little.
Just enough for you to breathe. Just enough for you to remember that life was never meant to be carried alone. Because if I have learned anything from loving you, it is this:Some people walk through the world as though they were made to shelter others from the rain, all while quietly standing in the storm themselves.
And you, my love, have always seemed like one of them. So today, I do not wish for greatness to find you. I do not wish for miracles. I do not wish for a life untouched by sadness. I only wish that happiness learns your address and decides to stay.
That peace becomes familiar with your voice.That the things you whisper to the dark finally gather enough courage to arrive.
And should there come a day when your heart grows tired, I hope life places a field of wildflowers in your path and reminds you that not everything beautiful must be earned through suffering. Perhaps that is my favorite prayer for you:May you never again mistake survival for living.
May there be laughter that reaches the deepest rooms of your soul. May there be love that feels like coming home. May there be mornings that do not ask you to be strong before you have even opened your eyes. And may there always remain a gentle corner of this world where your weary heart can rest.As for me— I will continue to love you in the quietest ways. Like moonlight loves the ocean. Like roots love the earth. Like spring loves every flower before it blooms. Without needing to be seen. Without needing to be thanked.
Simply because it is in my nature to hope for your happiness. So bloom, darling. Bloom beyond your fears. Bloom beyond your old griefs. Bloom beyond every version of yourself that believed it had to shrink in order to be loved.
And if the years continue to gather around you like petals around a flower, may each one leave you softer, gentler, and more certain that you have always been worthy of every beautiful thing this life has to offer.
Happy birthday, my love.May this new chapter hold more light than longing, more wonder than worry, and more reasons to smile than your heart can count. And may time, for once, be impossibly gentle with you. ✷🤍
Here’s another birthday message from some people you might know.
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once again, happiest b’day figo diaz :p anw, scan me yaaaa!!!