Dear Diary…

You’re just like Christmas day, I’d be staying all night long, excitedly looking at the dark sky, sky crappers filling the view instead of shining stars, and all I can think about is, when that day would come.

It’s just like him… when would be the day that I’d be able to see him and to stand strong in front of him.

I know I could easily go and meet him, well, it’s not that easy but you know what I mean .. waiting for that day that I’d be able to stand face to face and be able to smile instead of feeling uneasy, instead of feeling hurt and sad.

I’m waiting for that day to come, and hopefully, Soon..

//*//

He curled his arms around his legs, pushing them closer to his chest. It was passed midnight but he couldn’t sleep yet. He was overwhelmed with thoughts. His mind wasn’t letting him have a rest even when he tried for more than two hours already.

He still glances over at his phone, laying on the bed table next to him and wonders.

He remembers earlier today, when he was hesitating. He remembers how his fingers almost pressed on the dial butto