your boyfriend never liked birthdays. he always said they were "overrated", but today, he showed up with a cake, candles lit, your name written in red icing.

“you remembered," you smiled as he placed it down on the floor between you. he sat beside you, quiet, watching the flames flicker.

"make a wish," he said softly. you closed your eyes blew them out

"done," you whispered. he leaned in, still smiling.

"hope you wished for more time with me—because this is your last birthday with me."