I hope there is someone who loves celebrating my birthday too. Someone who counts the days with excitement, plans little surprises, and makes me feel special without me asking. Someone who remembers the small things I mention and puts in effort just to see me smile. Not because birthdays are about expensive gifts or big celebrations, but because being remembered and loved loudly feels different. I hope there is someone who will stay up until midnight just to greet me first, take random pictures of me, and make the day feel very special. Someone who is happy that I exist. Someone who makes me feel celebrated not only on my birthday, but on every ordinary day too.