Consistency from you is eternally painful, yet I wish, hope, dream, and pray for it anyways.
I hate that I need it but I love that even now, you never let me down.
Steadiness is your nature.
I wonder where I’d be without a dose of it every September.
You, still the only one who remembers my birthday year after year.
This one kindness sustains me and keep my confidence alive.
Patience is not something I possess but I never have to wait for you; you always show up for me.
I’ll be waiting for you next year; consistency.
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Hope this finds you well,
-L