Jan 29, 2015
I think it’s dawning and I’m still sitting here asking to the moon a letter for you.
I think it’s dawning and I want to give you at least a little part of what you gave me. And I don’t know how.
How comes that, when it’s for you, I can’t find the right words to thank you?
When did you become all the rainbows, all the wings, all the bats, and all the feathers?
I proudly and heartily say that I love you. And I hope to keep saying those words at least two times a year. Always.
How did you become this lighthouse shining so far away and yet showing me a path? How did your voice become home?
At least I know it’s dawning.
I think it’s dawning. Or you are smiling.
お誕生日おめでとう。
I love you.