Speaking of diaries, haven't been faithfully keeping one ever since I met him. No more crushes on guys to talk about, no more guy stuff to whine about, and definitely no more heartaches to mourn about. But I did picked up the 2005 copy to read through. The year I learnt a most value lesson in life: the true meaning of heartache. I'm glad for that lesson learnt tho.
Nowadays, there's no need for a diary to lament about the day's happenings as I find comfort talking to him. Even the slightest thought is shared. Which is what makes our relationship so special. Coz right from day 1, he understands me just as I understand him.
A sneak peek at my box of memories...
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