Dear Diary.

Oh Dear Diary, It's me ZiTao....Do you remember me? Maybe not, it's been a while, what did you say? how many years? I don't know, but you still remember me right? Yes, you do. 

I came home after a long period outside. This house is upside down. I barely found anything. I had to lie, you know. The porter is new, I suppose after these years even the porter change a lot. He is a young one, I had to gave him some charming smile for him to gave the key of my own house because that of a man change the lock. 

I know is not My house because he bought it for me back then ...but I used to live here, all my life. 

With a shy smile I asked the porter if he could gave me a couple of minutes just so I can take some things out and then leave. He was so shy and his cheek turned pink then he said that I could take all the time I want because it was his day and night shiftand he'll let me stay here the rest of the day and the whole night with the promise of first thing in the morning rush out of here. 

Ah, what a nice boy. So with a big smile a said yes to him and thank him for letting me spend time in my old place.

When I entered...It hit me. My kitchen, my waiting room, my living room, then my bedroom. I took some steps and opened the door, yeah, this room was also destroyed as the whole house. 

Everything was a mess. I sat on the old bed and started thinking, questioning over and over, why me? What did I do wrong. Why he lied to me like that. But the most important, why I didn't never see it. I was blinded with love.

Then I lowered my sight and I found you. My old and first diary.

Even thought, you were like new. No past page on you. None written at all. And guess what? You weren't my diary but his. The twin diary I gave him back then. 

Should I tell you who am I?

Should I tell you what am I doing here?

Should I tell you want I want?

.....What? You said yes? Then, for me is okay.