SHINE ON ME 𖦹

Happy birthday to my once-in-a-lifetime, one-in-a-billion black cat.I’m deeply sorry for being late and for all my shortcomings. Because of my studies and the gifts I wanted to prepare by hand, I couldn’t celebrate you properly on social media and made you wait—and for that, I truly apologize.Still, I congratulate you from the bottom of my heart on turning seventeen.I still can’t believe that my tiny, lucky black cat is already seventeen years old.You know, I’ve never wanted anything this badly—not even for myself.But just by existing, you made me start worrying sweetly about building a future, not only for myself, but for us.It’s not that I never had dreams or wishes—I always did. But turning them into true goals felt unfamiliar to me… until you.You can’t even imagine how much the words you say to me mean.Inspired by them, I keep moving forward. I keep wanting things that are worthy.And I keep trying to make you happy—no, not trying. I will.Until then, I swear to myself that I will never cry in front of you—not until the tears are worthy of being shed.They say cats have nine lives.I don’t know which life this is for you, but if this one has been entrusted to me, then I promise to make you happy throughout it.In every moment—when you laugh, when you cry, when you wake up in the morning, before you fall asleep, on holidays, on birthdays.Do you remember? I’ve said these words before.I’m sorry for ever making you afraid by leaving, even for a moment, by letting you forget them.You know, on February 1st, 2026, for the very first time, you began living as a seventeen-year-old girl.And all the days that follow—every single one of them—are also firsts for all of us.No matter what those days demand of me, I promise to make each of yours warm.

You know, I have many friends. People see me as a bubbly sunshine kind of person—
or like a guiding star that lights up the night sky.
But do you know what they don’t realize?
What makes stars visible is the darkness behind them.
You know what I mean.
Without you, I am nothing.
Without you, I do not exist.
You are my second half—no, not just my second half.
You are my entire being: my soul, my body, my thoughts, my eyes, my lips, my eyelashes.
You are me.
My whole existence.
So if you want me to exist—
if you want me to shine—
SHINE ON ME, ONE IN A BILLION. 🤍🗝️

You know, I have many friends. People see me as a bubbly sunshine kind of person—or like a guiding star that lights up the night sky.But do you know what they don’t realize?What makes stars visible is the darkness behind them.You know what I mean.Without you, I am nothing.Without you, I do not exist.You are my second half—no, not just my second half.You are my entire being: my soul, my body, my thoughts, my eyes, my lips, my eyelashes.You are me.My whole existence.So if you want me to exist—if you want me to shine—SHINE ON ME, ONE IN A BILLION. 🤍🗝️