The Diary

This is the diary that Grace found in her room. The diary with poems, figured, you'd want to read it.

I met a girl today, beautiful and beautiful and beautiful and everything including beautiful. I don’t believe in love at first sight but I should or else I don’t know what to name this.

Tragedy of souls that binds,

that blinds,

and all the wounds she gave me,

wounds that I don’t mind,

wounds I don’t hide,

I confide,

and just want our bodies to collide,

and make her mine.

Say you hate me,

say you want to kill me,

but never say,

you want to leave me.

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If I vanish one day,

remember to find me in your heart.

If I could give you the world, I would.

I should,

But you are my world so,

how I could?

The way she moves her hair, like she’s calling for me. The way her laughter fills the room, I want to go deaf to the world’s gibberish.

I believe I have fallen in love, and I‘m still falling... the only sound my heart can hear is... ’Make her yours.‘

I’m unfamiliar with love,

however, I’ll try ev