I want to write him this message today… I just need to get it off my chest, to hold myself back and not write to him directly… I will hold myself back, for the sake of us. Thanks to my diary😊
“I never imagined I would see you during my evening walk… Everything around me was calm, ordinary — and then, in a single moment, the world seemed to shiver. I saw you, and my chest filled with tenderness, as if someone had gently touched my heart. That feeling of happiness was quiet, almost weightless, but so real. I couldn’t help but smile — it came naturally, in response to this unexpected, almost magical encounter.
Even if you were far away. Even if we are strangers now… Still, in that moment, it felt like I saw a ghost — not a frightening one, but a warm, familiar presence. A ghost from the past, rising from deep within my memory, stirring something kind and meaningful, something that was once very close. And even if all of this lives only in my mind — thank you for that moment. It became a precious spark in a grey evening.
🥹I’ve missed you more than words can say…”
I haven’t cried for two weeks… Right now, I just want to break down, to cry from being overwhelmed with emotions. But I can’t… I want to so badly, but it feels like my body has grown tired of it.
I’ll go read a book quietly, distract myself. Today, I’ll immerse myself in as many chapters as I can… to keep my tenderness towards him from overwhelming my emotions. I need to lose myself in the words, so that my feelings don’t weigh too heavily on me, so that I can hold onto something else for a while.
Otherwise, I’ll definitely write to him… My emotions are so close to the surface, and I can feel the urge to reach out to him growing stronger with every passing moment…
It’s “funny” to wish him good night here, as if he’ll ever read it — but it makes it easier for me.