Dear diary..

Dear diary,
You might be the only way i get to express myself. I can tell no one about my dissapointment. No one will ever understands me. How i really feel. How i wish things would have been different. The ideal world.

Dear diary,
I wish i would have been braver. I wish i could have told someone how this kills me. It hurts to be the only one disturbed by this. It hurts to care.

Dear diary,
Time passes us by so fast, but why do memories and feelings stay the same. I thought i was way over it, turns out i still have some hopes and dreams about the way things were. How i'd wished things would have been the same. I miss you. I really do.