Dear Diary

Dear Diary,
What exactly do I write to the boy who can read my mind?

You’re the only one who has seen first drafts of my poetry & my most uncensored, no filter self.
Because you get me.

You get my obsession with social media & are silently praying for me to get rid of.

You know my need to vent at 5pm about a particularly bad day at work & at 2am when overthinking has led me to believe my life is falling apart.
You also know that coffee & hugs are enough to fix both.

Where I end, you begin. Remember the day when I was too weak to even walk straight? You made sure to take me in arms and put me to sleep holding me tight. You took control so I could let go.
Be it jobs or relationships or life choices, you’ve encouraged me to not settle till I find something that makes me happy.

You’re my biggest cheerleader. And my worst critic. It's hard to find someone who loves you for who you are & at the same time, is constantly pushing you to be the best version of yourself.

You make me want to grow, be better, more persistent, more confident.
You make me want to be more.
I love how we can have conversations about everything & nothing  & know even what is left unsaid.
I love how no matter where we are in the world, you're my home.
I love how you are so huge a part of my everyday that I see you there for the rest of forever.

I find happiness in those old conversations and times.

What I am trying to say is, maybe love isn’t in the first sight, violins & a celebratory ‘yes’. 

Maybe it is in the familiarity, comfortable silences & hundreds of ‘yes’s that follow.
It isn’t an occurrence, but a choice.
And if I could choose a thousand times, I’d still choose you. Forever and ever.

Sometimes, dragons must be slayed, odds must be defied, lives must be risked for a happily-ever-after. Take a risk with me ! I'm sure you will, its just a matter of time.

Sometimes, life gives it to us when we aren’t even looking & all it takes is a leap of faith.

I’ll wait for you, on the other side.

- Your Everything.