Happy birthday!

Sixteen months and two weeks.

You must have been really pissed off.

We have not talked for 16 long months and 2 weeks. And counting. No text, phone call, IM or email. No communication at all. Oh yeah, I remember that last email I sent you. I poured my heart out into that email. Since you would not talk to me, I figured that was my only chance. I even wrote "I don’t expect to receive any response from u. Bka nga hindi mo rin 'to pagtyagaang basahin pag nakita mong galing saken." And I think that's what you did. You didn't even bother to read the letter at all. Or maybe you did read it. You were just so damn pissed off at me that replying was the last thing that you would want to do at that time.

To be honest, I'm not really sure what happened to that letter of mine and how did you react upon reading it. And I can't say if I even want to know.

I never imagined that someone can shun me off from his/her life. But you did. I must have really hit a sensitive nerve.

If there was one good thing that happened, I found out that I can be strong enough to accept the truth, no matter how much it hurts.

Of course, I still think of you. No doubt about that. Why on earth would I be writing this?! There's just one question in my mind: would you talk to me or ignore me once we bump into each other?

My fingers are crossed.

For now, let me just greet you a happy birthday! And I mean it.