Dear journal,

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"Nothing compares to the beauty of a sunset and a sunrise with a special someone, love filling the place, silence, calmness, the smell of peace, of freshness, of the memories of the innocent childhood, the little breeze, the pureness and they all remind me of you.
The sounds of waves that calmness my mind, my confusing thoughts, my raged soul and my wild creature that is my heart, pumping only for this moment, for your touch, your skin, your lips and your eyes.
The memories we'd spend days planning them as we grow old together and die warm in our bed holding hands and wishing to meet in the after life, still in love.
Dear journal, I adore her existence"

"Sweet and gentle, calm, smart and everything I'd ever want.
you took every broke piece of me and turned them into a piece of art.
Your touches were the glue, your words were the cure to my hopeless heart.
You dragged into my world in the depth of me and lighted every dark corner with your shinning eyes.
I'd look at your face and forget that the world ever had wars, that the sky could be clouded and the stars might not appear at night.
Dear journal, I love his soul."

-R xx

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