It's 2nd of December again.

And I could not help but to think about you

once more.

It's not like I loved you back then. I barely even know you. Can't even remember why I had hoped so much that you'll take notice of me.

One thing I'm sure of, though, is that you really did made an impact to my character growth. A big one. Even if you don't realize that you did.

You were my muse. And you still are.

Everything that I did up to this point, I've always been asking myself, "what would you have done?"

"Would you approve of this?"

"How would you have reacted to this kind of situation?"

It's true.

Perhaps you think that I'm creepy. Well, after experiencing the same thing myself, I too, didn't feel very comfortable about it. (Someone nearly a stranger asking me out, I mean. Oh the dilemma. Now I feel you, bro. I'm sorry.)
Well, I'm not gonna lie, even though I did feel embarrassed and feel like apologizing to you 99 times for doing it, I didn't regret asking you out for a movie that day. Because... If I didn't, how would I have known? How could I have forgiven myself for not trying?

With all the things that are happening around my world right now, I don't have the time to reminisce about the past, let alone about you. But...all awkwardness aside, you still are a person I would never be able to forget. Because today when I wake up, the first thing that pops to my mind was that day last year, when I boldly (or rather recklessly) shouted to you, from a moving car, a wish, despite knowing full well that I'll be mocked by your friends around you.

I'm pretty sure I won't see you for a long time. Probably for the better. So...I'm gonna say it again. 

Happy birthday.