Dear Diary,
First time i fell in love i repainted the sky in heavy blue.
Cause the ocean blue is weak and my love is heavy.
I trusted my arms to carry you instead of eyes. When you fell from the sky.
Some nights we will spend hours on a call arguing over Dark soul franchise.
Other nights we sweat for each other.
On others you allowed ne to pass out on you, so you can hear me breathe.
Others my emotions will get the best of me and you will be the comfort i need.
Love is funny, you get clumsy and clingy.
You are more of everything than every collection of books i read.
Genuine and intriguing.