Dear Diary,
I saw him today,
His smile so warm,
It melts my heart.
I can't understand,
My feelings for him,
He's my best friend,
I know that from the start.
Our eyes met,
He waved his hand,
I smiled in return,
Hiding everything.
The day started,
Like any other day,
we laughed, told jokes,
Like it will be the last.
But one thing was extra special,
It's the way he treated me.
He carried my things,
And walked me home,
He held my hand,
Not wanting to let go.
I looked at him,
Searching for answers,
But what I saw,
Made me more puzzled.
uhm it's not yet finished but what do you think?
2007-09-22
22:41:48
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