Goodbye 15.

I'm turning 16 tomorrow.
I'm neither happy or sad. My feelings are neutral. I feel like I should be feeling something more. Excitement? Dread? It really just feels like any other day and any other night.
This may be the first year I'm not excited.

I won't ask for much this year.

I don't have any special birthday wishes. This year will not be special, I know that as a fact. Mother's not around this year. My first ever birthday without her and it feels like parts of my soul are missing. Leaving me again with that hollow and empty feeling that I've grown used to.
I remember how I used to count down the hours and minutes. But this year, I really don't have anything to look forward to. It's just another Saturday.
So goodbye 15.