“People give one another things that can't be gift wrapped.”

I'm not great at birthdays, and I know this one is really important for you so I feel extra salty about not being able to be there for you. We've been through so much in the last few years, just as friends and now whatever it is you wanna call us, and all I know for sure is you're one of the most special people I've ever met. You're kind, and honest, and giving, and broody, and hott without a shirt on, and I could just sit here all day listing qualities you have that I enjoy. Because, really, the list is almost endless. I'm honestly surprised sometimes to know that you're almost the same age I am, just a year or so older, because you seem so much smarter than the rest of us (most days). Like you've got everything all figured out. Did I mention you're the most clever person I know?

The thing about birthdays is, they're meant to celebrate your life and that you're here, and I think that's why I wish I was there the most. I can't think of anything I'd want to celebrate more than you and all the years you've been around, all the things you've done and seen to become the amazing person that you are. I consider myself really fortunate (#BLESSED!!!) to even know you, let alone get the parts of you that I get now. No joke, you're wild and talented and you have the best smile. THEM DIMPLES? Fuggitaboutit. I hope you have the best 21st birthday anyone in the history of the world has ever had, and I hope it's everything you want it to be. Get drunk, (tongue) kiss Edgar after you blow out your candles, and I'll be there to FaceTime whenever you want me.

Happy Birthday bebe, even though this day is way more for me than it is for you.