Dear Diary; I think I've figured out why I enjoy staying up so late. It's 2:44 am and the world is quiet. No one expects anything from me nor do I expect anything from anyone. It's just me and the silence.
Who left you so broken that your eyes now cut deeper than the sharpest knife? We are left with such hatred weighed upon our hearts and all we can do is laugh.
The nights are growing darker and the waves are getting rougher Surrounded by darkness and disarray, I make my haven in this boat built for two. This love is an ocean beneath a sky of uncertainty- it consumes us night after night. But, together, we take this voyage- just me and you.
Like lavender, this world is a brighter place because of your beauty and your grace. Like lavender, there is something about you, so wild yet so soft, that gets me through. Like lavender, you have a scent so divine, and I have been blessed to call it mine.
I don't hate you, I hate what you did. I hate the person you turned into because I know that's not you. I can forgive the person- always the person, but the actions I can't forget.
We sat there in silence, side by side, hand in hand, letting the crimson sunset pour out its last waves of light. Let it cleanse us of our misery and hardship. Tonight is about us, dear, nothing else is real- let time stand still.
I wish there was another ending to our story because this isn’t one I ever wanted to read. We are both to blame for this final chapter and I am sorry it had to end this way.