Dear Diary,
Two days ago I was confident that he forgot about me. Well, I might have to say... I was wrong. Last night he was here with me. It was beautiful. It was how we used to hang out together. It was 20 minutes before midnight, and my parents were screaming at each other like they do every day... he called and ask how I was. I told him everything that was happening and he said "Fuck them, let’s go out". As we hang up, I changed of clothes. A couple of minutes later, he knocked on my window and I just opened it so I could sneak out. I was always amazed by the fact he could climb up the old tree like if he was a monkey or that guy from twilight. Who figures? He helped me out to get off the tree and off we went running in the darkness. We ended up at the park and we walked around it for a couple of times, he hold my hand throughout the walk. He was talking about how he saw the world in 10 years from now, were we would be and stuff that has to do with the future. He was so positive of life and the things that it holds. He even mentioned about us being together. I pretended that I didn't listen and went up to the swings. He tagged along and we started swinging away. We spend hours at the park that the sun was about to come up. We went walking back home and it was so cold that he lend me his sweater, he was holding me so tight next to you. I loved that from him, it felt like I was safe. I was safe around him. We climbed up that tree and inside my room. We were standing there and he hold me tight on my waist and whispered in my ear,
Two days ago I was confident that he forgot about me. Well, I might have to say... I was wrong. Last night he was here with me. It was beautiful. It was how we used to hang out together. It was 20 minutes before midnight, and my parents were screaming at each other like they do every day... he called and ask how I was. I told him everything that was happening and he said "Fuck them, let’s go out". As we hang up, I changed of clothes. A couple of minutes later, he knocked on my window and I just opened it so I could sneak out. I was always amazed by the fact he could climb up the old tree like if he was a monkey or that guy from twilight. Who figures? He helped me out to get off the tree and off we went running in the darkness. We ended up at the park and we walked around it for a couple of times, he hold my hand throughout the walk. He was talking about how he saw the world in 10 years from now, were we would be and stuff that has to do with the future. He was so positive of life and the things that it holds. He even mentioned about us being together. I pretended that I didn't listen and went up to the swings. He tagged along and we started swinging away. We spend hours at the park that the sun was about to come up. We went walking back home and it was so cold that he lend me his sweater, he was holding me so tight next to you. I loved that from him, it felt like I was safe. I was safe around him. We climbed up that tree and inside my room. We were standing there and he hold me tight on my waist and whispered in my ear,
"And hey darling
I hope you're good tonight
And I know you don't feel right when I'm leaving
Yeah I want it but no I don't need it
Tell me something sweet to get me by
'Cause I can't come back home till they're singing la la la la la la la......I love you."
"I love you too" I said back. He was so close to me that when our lips almost touched, I woke up by the sound of the door slam that my mom did when she left for work.
"It was a dream", I said while a sighed. Then I realized I had his sweater on... "I was almost kissed last night or was it all a dream?" I don't know either of both, but either way he was here with me last night.
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