She started thinking almost a month before about what she could do for him on his day...on his birthday! Now that he was not too far away from her, she wanted to do something for him. She tried to save money, thought she could gift him a t-shirt or maybe his favorite headphones. Then she realized her pocket money would not be enough, but she tried to save anyway, but it just did not happen. She was sad and worried because she really wanted to do something for him. She could have made a journal for him but then they wouldn't have had as many pages for the journal because they were in a long distance for a year and she needed quite a few pictures with him to complete a journal. And so she dropped the plan of making a journal for sometime. She kept thinking and thinking and thinking and could not come up with an idea. She got upset. Thinking was not one of her best things. Every time she thought about something so much she would end up getting upset, because obviously, too much of thinking does no good to anybody. She kept asking her friends to give her some ideas but none of them could help her. She knew he would not expect anything for all he cared about was her being there for him and her love for him, but she wanted to something anyways. She wanted to be able to do something special for him but it seemed like her plans were ruined.
A week before his birthday, all she would talk about was his birthday, her friends were bored and she wanted to shut up but her excitement could be seen on her face and her friends would tease her. And then just a day before his birthday, she started thinking of the words she would say while wishing him at midnight, but nothing seemed to be right, nothing seemed to be perfect. Anything done for him was always too less. An hour before midnight, she started getting restless, she just wanted to call him up and wanted to be able to talk to him. She wished her family wasn't around so that she could wish him and talk to him properly. And she waited... 20 minutes before midnight, she called him up and they talked about random stuff and she suddenly felt nervous, she went all blank, did not remember anything she wanted to say to him...but she didn't let it show...
Finally, at midnight, she wished him and came up with a stupid birthday song and after singing she felt stupid, like a kid. "What was that?" she thought to herself. It was his birthday and that would have possibly been the worst way of wishing anybody. But something made him smile and she was happy about that. He had to keep the phone down because his friends had started calling and they called it a night. In the morning, while she was getting ready to go out, she kept thinking about him. She missed him, wanted to be with him on his day. She still thought of things she could still do for him but nothing worked. She missed him all day and thought about him. He was with his family atleast, he would be having fun and that is enough. "He should have a good day with or without me on his day" she thought but she still couldn't let it go. She so badly wanted to do something for him, that her mind just did not leave the thought of him.
And suddenly she said to herself "I never did so much of thinking for any guy..why am I thinking about him so much, Yes, I love him but...is that how love makes you feel every time, like you want to keep them happy somehow, want to be able to do something every time?" But this stupid love struck girl was stupid enough to not let go of it...and finally she did something, which she still wonders if he'd like it.
So, she still did not stop thinking. Now she had something else to think about. "What if he doesn't like it? Is this good enough for a birthday?" And like always....she kept thinking. The job she does best but it does no good for her.
A week before his birthday, all she would talk about was his birthday, her friends were bored and she wanted to shut up but her excitement could be seen on her face and her friends would tease her. And then just a day before his birthday, she started thinking of the words she would say while wishing him at midnight, but nothing seemed to be right, nothing seemed to be perfect. Anything done for him was always too less. An hour before midnight, she started getting restless, she just wanted to call him up and wanted to be able to talk to him. She wished her family wasn't around so that she could wish him and talk to him properly. And she waited... 20 minutes before midnight, she called him up and they talked about random stuff and she suddenly felt nervous, she went all blank, did not remember anything she wanted to say to him...but she didn't let it show...
Finally, at midnight, she wished him and came up with a stupid birthday song and after singing she felt stupid, like a kid. "What was that?" she thought to herself. It was his birthday and that would have possibly been the worst way of wishing anybody. But something made him smile and she was happy about that. He had to keep the phone down because his friends had started calling and they called it a night. In the morning, while she was getting ready to go out, she kept thinking about him. She missed him, wanted to be with him on his day. She still thought of things she could still do for him but nothing worked. She missed him all day and thought about him. He was with his family atleast, he would be having fun and that is enough. "He should have a good day with or without me on his day" she thought but she still couldn't let it go. She so badly wanted to do something for him, that her mind just did not leave the thought of him.
And suddenly she said to herself "I never did so much of thinking for any guy..why am I thinking about him so much, Yes, I love him but...is that how love makes you feel every time, like you want to keep them happy somehow, want to be able to do something every time?" But this stupid love struck girl was stupid enough to not let go of it...and finally she did something, which she still wonders if he'd like it.
So, she still did not stop thinking. Now she had something else to think about. "What if he doesn't like it? Is this good enough for a birthday?" And like always....she kept thinking. The job she does best but it does no good for her.
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