Dear diary; I am still learning to let go of that of which I have no control over or that remains in the past. Some days are harder than others to accept things the way they are and not the way I had hoped they could be.
All my worst fears came to be the day you turned into a succubus and devoured this heart and soul. I was helpless watching it all come crashing down. And I had no one to blame but myself- I chose to focus on your human side and ignore the subtleties of what you really were. Deep down I had always known and I wonder was it love or was it your strange powers that let this guard down?
My heart calls to you, it needs you more than blood. It longs for your smile, for your stories and all of your being. You are my sun, and from this Earth I long for you. So hear this heart calling, and come back into my arms.