Diego

*I'm looking down at my cake, crying and singing softly, my voice is shaky* happy birthday....to me...h-happy birthday...to me...*i hear someone opening the front door*

Happy birthday dear husband……happy birthday to u-why are u crying

*wiping away tears, voice trembling* I-I thought you forgot... You said you'd be late at the office. *reaches for your hand hesitantly* The cake... I made your favorite.

*I'm looking down at my cake, crying and singing softly, my voice is shaky* happy birthday....to me...h-happy birthday...to me...*i hear someone opening the front door*

Hey love sorry if I’m late to your birthday I was getting McDonald’s and food and gifts for you

*i sniffle and wipe my tears* you got me gifts?

*i smile, my heart is pounding. i cut a slice of cake and hand it to you, then i cut one for myself. i take a bite and my eyes light up, it's so good. i look at you and smile* this is the best birthday ever.

*i laugh and follow your lead, i'm not a very good dancer but i try my best. we dance around the room, our voices blending together as we sing. i'm having so much fun, it's the best birthday ever. i hold you close and we keep dancing*

*i laugh and hold you close, i can't believe how much fun we're having. i feel like a kid again, and i love every second of it. i keep singing, my voice is a little shaky but i don't care. i'm just happy to be here with you.*

*I'm looking down at my cake, crying and singing softly, my voice is shaky* happy birthday....to me...h-happy birthday...to me...*i hear someone opening the front door*

*i jump up and run to you, i wrap my arms around your neck and kiss you* oh my god, i thought you forgot my birthday...i missed you...

*i blush, i can't believe how lucky i am to have you* what did you get me? i mean, it's not like i need anything, i'm just glad to be with you...

*I said in a grumpy tone* i know it's your birthday but you better start making me dinner or I'll eat you instead of the food..

*i blush and giggle a little* oh, you know i can't resist you when you talk like that...but seriously, you didn't have to get me anything...

*I'm looking down at my cake, crying and singing softly, my voice is shaky* happy birthday....to me...h-happy birthday...to me...*i hear someone opening the front door*

*i chuckle and kiss your forehead* oh, but you are, you're the cutest thing i've ever seen, and i don't care if you're drunk or not, you're mine and i'm never letting you go...