Your name means flower
And mine means rose
We are both thorny
We both push away
And we love too much
These are things that only you and I understand about each other
We are flowers
And perhaps this is the bond that takes us further
Than any law of society that could come in our way
We are not sisters
We are not of the same bloodline
Nor of the same country
Nor of the same language
But we can suck on fresh mango and talk the night away
And perhaps this is what makes us one
As if bloodlines ever had to do with anything as pure and simple as
our relationship
Perhaps ours is better to remain bloodless
And nameless
You are all at once my best friend, my sister, and the person I
will compare every man to
For there is no one else I would walk to the ends of the earth for
With the full trust that she would jump with me
And this is what one should expect from a lover, no?
Even God must be wondering
Why every relationship couldn’t turn out like ours
You are the answer to every prayer I didn’t know I performed
And I thank God for this every day
Here’s to all the relationships we don’t understand, and how unnecessary
it is to define them
I love you, happy birthday
You deserve every good thing
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