12:11 a.m

I thought that I would be seeing you on Skype at 11:50, and you would be wishing me "happy birthday" at 12:00. I was a little disappointed when I didn't see you online as the stroke passed midnight.
Instead, I was pleasantly surprised when I saw you standing outside my door, with a pomegranate cake on one hand, and a bag of presents on the other, at 12:11.
I never had a midnight surprise, you are my first. No words can describe how ecstatic this has been. All I want to do is smother you with kisses and hugs and make love to you because you are so fucking awesome, and I feel so goddam grateful that you are my lover, and you know I am a staunch atheist.
You sneaky lil lover, I love you so much!

I'm so happy