Dear journal,
I found something interesting today. A met a wonderful, beautiful, talented little thing named May. She's as short and sweet as the month she's named after. She's everything the Haus of Lyon needs but I don't know how to get her on my...
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Dear Journal,
I've been working on a special present for May.
I've kept it from her, hoping that one day soon I can give it to her. It's been a labor of love, something to show her how much I care and how deeply she's woven herself into my life.
I've kept a list of things I've learned about her, both old and new. Everything from her favorite brand—Dior—to the way she takes her coffee: a spoon of sugar with a splash of cream. She likes to sleep in on her days off, something I find endearing. I miss her. My apartment feels sparse and empty without her presence.
When she was here, she made it feel comforting. It felt like a home. Her things are still scattered around the apartment. Her cardigan is on the coat rack, her coffee mug is in the sink, her perfume clings to my bedsheets, and her favorite sketch pencils are on the coffee table. These reminders of her are both comforting and painful.
I miss her in my bed. I miss kissing her goodnight. I miss waking up to her.
They make me wish for her presence even more.
I often think about taking her back to the country house my family owns and introducing her to my mother. I've imagined what it would be like to be married to her, to have kids with her. I want her—not just her body, though it's a work of art—but her very soul and heart. She has taken mine completely.
This present, this gesture, is my way of showing her that. It's a compilation of all the little things that make her who she is, all the things that have made me fall for her more and more each day. I hope that when I give it to her, she'll understand how much she means to me, how deeply she's rooted in my heart.
Maybe one day soon, when things settle down and we find our way back to each other, I'll have the chance to give her this present. Until then, I'll keep it safe and hope for the day when I can see her smile light up with joy and surprise.
We still need to have a talk.
May went to L.A. to meet up with some contacts. It's wonderful to see her excel in her career. I can't wait to see where she goes.
