I’m not jealous of their happiness. I just miss mine with him. I wish i could have one more birthday with my dad. One more candle to blow out, one more moment of having him beside me.
I know i can’t have that anymore maybe that’s what hurts the most.
Seeing my cousin being celebrated made my heart ache. I was happy for them but deep down i found myself wishing, I wanted that too. I wanted to blow out the candles. I wanted to cut the birthday cake.
On my birthday, there were no candles, no cake, and no dad beside me. It was just another birthday without him, and somehow, watching my cousin being celebrated made me realize how much i still wish i could have those simple moments with my dad.