Enthused she was to celebrate,
To celebrate what wasn't hers,
His birthday was her delight,
Although he forgot hers.
It was 6 in the morning,
A plum and strawberry cake was baked,
She wore a perfect yellow,
And his all time favorite lip shade.
She planned a perfect party,
Called all of his friends,
Forgot what he did last night,
Went beyond to have him impressed.
She drove to the bar,
Got him flowers and presents,
Surprised to see her indeed he was,
But love for her he still resents.
She was truly in love with him,
He seemingly was not,
He had the day left for the other,
And she was left with him yet without.
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