Before I met Delilah, and definitely long before I started writing this diary, I couldn't cry. I could never really identify my feelings, had trouble trusting, and couldn't open up to anyone. I just kept everything deep inside my soul, and it consumed me from within.
But then I met her; she offered her friendship and trusted me. I felt fear, but not when I was with her. Delilah helped me release all those pent-up feelings that haunted me.
My nightmares changed; I was no longer the protagonist. Now, it was the fear of losing her.
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Delilah
Short StoryI had never before met anyone like Delilah, so special and unique. She came one day by surprise. And one day, just as she arrived, she left. I lost her. In this diary, I write down everything I still remember about her because forgetting scares me...
