Diary XVII

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Dear Diary,

I can't handle my feelings anymore! You know what? I burst into tears exactly in front of Philo as we headed to the coffee shop we usually go. The funny thing is, I can't explain clearly about what happened and so I grabbed his hand and slapped it on my face. Well, he got it lately and asked who did it. I told him it was Jane. An anger appears to his face when he heard that name. He told me he won't let bad things happen to me anymore. I feel secure right now cuz I believe Philo will take good care of me no matter what. I apologize about ignoring him yesterday and I'm thankful he clearly understands why. I think I like him more than the previous days. While we're heading to the shop together, I just wanna hold hands with him like what we usually saw on the movies. It's cute, isn't it? He also told me earlier that he feels different about me. Actually, he was referring to the way I get dressed now adays. I am not a girl who wears large shirts and baggy pants anymore. I am now wearing some flowy dresses and skinny jeans with hanging tops. No more Chuck Taylor's snickers but I used it for some other time. Very different from who I was and I am not actually aware of it. Is it also a sign of being in love? I think so... Then, we drink our favorite cold cappuccino together. He also wiped the cream on my lips. We're like a real couple! I hope everything would be more exciting tomorrow. I wouldn't forget this day.

Diary of me by: Annabelle KingstonWhere stories live. Discover now