Oh my.
It has been so very long since I have even looked at this diary of sorts; I had nearly forgotten about it. So much has happened, I don't know where to begin.
The year is almost over. Only about a month until summer. It's strange, but I don't want it to come at all. I would freeze time like the Arctic if I could, because in a few months I will have to say goodbye to my world. My love.
As much as I try to be strong, as much as I try to paste a smile on my face everyday and act like I am brave, I don't feel brave at all. I write sad songs late at night and make wishes on the diamonds in the sky, all the while praying that everything will be alright. I need everything to be alright.
I need him.
I understand how silly I sound. How helpless and naïve and sad I sound. But I am trying, very hard, to be brave.
It will be okay, I know we will be okay. I just can't wait until I don't have to try so hard to be, until I can put my arms around him every day and see his beautiful stop-my-heart smile for the rest of my life.
I will come back sooner than usual, I promise. I have missed this, this rambling about my everything onto a blank screen. And I will try to be braver. I will.
Happy Saturday.
Love,
{emma}
