Dear Halooza Balooza,
What can I even say? That I love you more than life itself? Does not even begin to cut it.
I cannot ever articulate the love I have for you, how much of my heart and mind
is occupied by you. How every thought I have is about you.
Every thought about my present and future involves you. Every fleeting thought is about
your beauty, a memory we shared, a dream I have for us or just how annoying you can be.
I love your birthday, not because it's a day for you, because in my mind every day is.
I love it because it is the one day you let yourself actually believe that. Every day should be your
birthday. You deserve at least that much. You deserve to be celebrated, loved and cherished from now
until forever. Because every detail about you, from the way you scrunch your nose, w shklak lama tn7i,
to how creative and smart you are, it deserves to be acknowledged and celebrated.
Ya albi, ya 3omri, ya ro7i, ya agml ma fl ard, ya habibti I want a life of loving you,
caring for you, celebrating you, supporting you and just sharing it with you. I look back at
the 3 last years and I see every high and low as a blessing, every moment is one worth cherishing
3lashan it is with you. Not for a second during that time that I was not aware that I am
the luckiest man in the world because I get to share every minor moment with the most perfect
woman in the world. My woman. My baby. My special someone. My best friend. My soulmate. My Halooza.
Happy birthday ya habibti. Next one will be in our own home inshallah.
All The Love in The World,
Yahia