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Dear Diary,
It's me writing about my own emotions today. You must be thinking, on every page, I have written about everyone. Except for me, but today I'll write about me. The present me how it gets transformed from being nothing to having something.
You know that I write, my emotions, someone else's emotions. You always read my imperfections without judging me. "Everyone says, I am the counselor I can help you in moving on" why no one understands, if I am writing something about heartbreak, it doesn't mean I am still stuck at that place. It also means I want to show people I used my breakup on a positive side, and I became a well known still imperfect writer. I never forget anything easily, why people make me remind again that I was an emotional fool. Don't forget you made me an emotional fool than a heartless person.
How can I forget? Those two years, 730 days, and millions of emotions, which you broke in billions of edgy stones which make me bleed my words on paper from the past two years.
What a perfect combination it was, scooty rides, breezing wind, you and me. Wait! Don't go in the imagination world while reading as I am now in while writing. The time when I was really happy, the time when I didn't need to show that I am happy. Because the child inside me was never dead, but now it is dead. I drowned in the sea of your love. Where I always dive to check the depth of your love, it doesn't mean I had a doubt on your love. But I always feel happy about seeing your love for me. It was first you know.
"This tear here on this page of my diary, where I am writing. Sorry, my heart always cries and my eyes love my heart this much that it always shows what inside me, this is common. When every time I write something to him."
Will you please just once, come to me and see my eyes that get wet daily in your remembrance? Will you please just once, listen my heartbeat that they are still beating for you? Will you please just once, No don't come. If you will come, I'll be that weak, emotional girl again. That's not right now, because you are very happy with someone else, which I saw daily, urghh! My best friend how can I forget that.
I don't have any last wish, which I want to complete with you. Because you completed them all without having a word with me.
One,
Who doesn't have feelings for you, but still waiting for you
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