생일척하해!
It read,
My Friend, I'm Sorry, I Love You.
Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday.
So Happy 21st Birthday to my bestie, Niza.
You're 21 now, a fully grown adult. A woman.
Not a teen, not a girl. A Woman.
You're 21 now, a fully grown adult. A woman.
Not a teen, not a girl. A Woman.
But I totally miss you. I have the others to fill your void, but it's not the same.
If only we can be like what we used to be.
I am trying to accept the fact the he is now your boyfriend. The one you loved.
And you're happy when he is around. That's great.
If only we can be like what we used to be.
I am trying to accept the fact the he is now your boyfriend. The one you loved.
And you're happy when he is around. That's great.
Since you're 21, and independent. I know you want to try to deal stuff with yourself, so okay I know. But remember I'm not just a hotel that you can check in and out. I hope you're sincere in changing yourself. Anything that really troubles you, you can always call me even if it's 4am in the morning. I swear I won't let the past repeat itself again. I don't want to. You're a mature woman now, so think wisely.
So Happy 21st Birthday.
Yours Truly,
Fyza Yoora
Yours Truly,
Fyza Yoora
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