It was like a punch in the gut. My girlfriend, someone I had been with for years, had forgotten my birthday.

Work had taken a toll on me, offering a momentary distraction from the pain of being forgotten. While the hours spent on the job helped to take my mind off of things, I couldn't completely forget about the fact that she had forgotten my birthday.

I arrived at our house, despite my initial bad mood, I couldn't help but smile as I saw the decorations and the banner that proudly proclaimed "Happy birthday, my love." My girlfriend stood nearby, a smile on her face as she watched my reaction.

"You really did all of this for me?" I asked, still in disbelief. "So you did remember it after all."