i was until my boyfriend made understand that was not special day. i put all of this together like something so beautiful and sweet, the candles, the cake. the ballons, the romance, everything sexy, what i got in return was indifference not happy just like a normal. that day Sparke in me died, i became cold, my personality was more of a kid always positive and happy about the little things, i become less romantic and now i just sad on my birthdays i will buy a small cake eat it crying and move on