You are meek and mild. You are a delight to watch while sleeping. You are that thought whenever I pause. You are the riff in a song that I look forward to. You are the transition I keep on getting myself back into. That in-between where I don’t want to transpose to yet but at the same time, I’m exhilarated to land on to. You are not just my September song, but the song of my every month. You are the silencer in this chaotic crowd. You are the summer I’m looking forward to – you are vacation itself. Dearest, you are not one boring page, you are nestling arms waiting for a weary soul like me to rest in you. You are that blank slate people are excited to find amidst fully-written leaves because you have so much room for people who don’t know their place in a chapter. You balance worksheets of uncalculated assets and liabilities; of uncertainties. You make things fall into place. You are one who loves music with only one earpiece on; ready to sway with the melodies of a song in loop and ready to listen to someone who needs your company. You are my security and on this special day of your life, let me secure you to the fact that can never be taken away; I won’t leave you. I can’t thank Him enough to have you. You mean so much to me. Exhaust this day’s happiness ‘tho it won’t run out for someone like you who appreciates the littlest things. Continue to be serene and impactful at the same time. Continue to be that untamed melody; peaceful, calm but soaring all throughout its verses. You are someone else’s joy. You are appreciated. You matter.
