My beloved
man, Geovan Namaraja.
A
man with all the flaws that i want to complete, a
man that i always want to hide from the world because i don't want other people to look at you the same way i see you. Geovan, i can't promise it
will be long and the road will not be bad, but you can walk with me, and make it longer, Geo.
The sweetest
pie covered in a thick and hard layer of prestige, is still sweet. Some people give up at the third bite, but i've eaten almost half of it and i'
m carrying on with it, although later i can get sick because of the sweet taste. I still want to grab it on my bag. Everytime. And eat that, all the time. With all of my love and smiles.
I can't say your day
will always be good but my prayers are always there, Namaraja. For you. Always.
My favorite birthday
man, Geovan Namaraja. Happy aging, Gege. I love you, infinity.