It’s my birthday,

And I’m in love,

And I see

That you are not in love with me

The way that I love you,

And that’s okay,

Because I also know it’s true,

You don’t love yourself 

The way that I love you.

But when the candles are blown out,

And wishes rise, like waxy smoke into the sky,

I will receive better things

Than I could have ever desired for myself.

Because it’s my birthday,

And I love everyone 

The way that I love you.

-jenn