Dear Diary, I was about to sleep but I can’t, I’m still thinking about the conversation we had this afternoon. I had a very special news and I shared with you.. you again.. you said you were happy for me, and you know what? I believe you, but again… you brought her up.. again.. you repeat to me over and over how in love you are.. if you are so in love why we are keeping this? This conversation? You said you never felt so loved and so blessed.. if you are this way… why you we are keeping this?