Love I’ve Never Had to Explain
- Heartfelt
Happy birthday, sis. I love you in a way I can’t explain, mostly because I’ve never had to.
Happy birthday, sis. I love you in a way I can’t explain, mostly because I’ve never had to.
Twenty-one, sis. The world is opening up , go meet it on your terms, the way you've always done. Just remember to call home sometimes. Happy 21st.
Happy birthday, sis. Some bonds are built. Ours just always was , old as breath, easy as Sunday.
Happy birthday, sis! You're the only person I can fight with at 9am, laugh with at noon, and overshare with at midnight — all without consequences. Don't ever change. (Okay, maybe the borrowing-my-clothes part.)
Thirty, sis. You officially no longer have to explain your decisions to anyone. You're too old for that. You're also too old for a lot of things you're going to do anyway this year, and I am not here to stop you. I'm here to hear about it later, judge gently, and go back for more. Happy 30th. Let's make it worth remembering.