Don’t cry like this every night.
Your tears falling on me makes me cry too.
I love your smile.
My pages smiles whenever they see your 3 inch smile.
Your shining eyes add more colors on me.
Your touch, your kiss, your hug, gives me Goosebumps.
Am I really special to you?
Might be a ‘Yes’.
That’s why you spend your sleepless nights with me.
I was blank.
But you gave me colors, poured all your emotions.
I know, I am the one with whom you share everything.
You share your deepest secrets with me.
Am I your best friend or a soul mate or just a diary for you?
The ink of your pen soothes my pages.
My pages were mortal.
But you made them immortal with each passing night.
You made me fall for you.
I am not just a diary; I am a part of your life.
The part which is hidden from this outer world.
We spent every night with each other.
And we will continue this every night.
I’ll always be there as a best friend.
As a lover.
As a sister.
As a brother.
And as a diary for you.
Your ‘diary’ promise.