Its start of March and my birthday is coming. I want my birthday to be special. Everything was fine and nice for cakes and decorations. All guest are in a formal suit and luxurious dress. Everything is perfect, however, this is not I want.

I want my sunlit without him, my birthday has an endless nightmare. After, fake and boring party. I sleep to my room waiting the sunrise hit my pale skin. “I wish you are here my love.”  I run my palm beside my sheet imagining his presence beside me. .”I love the sunlit but I wish my life also has light even your presence is not here anymore.”