Dear diary,
Today I talked to him, he's so sweet and kind. He's handsome too, and I think I like him.
Whenever I see him, I get butterflies. Whenever I'm near him, I get butterflies.
Whenever I think of him, I get butterflies.
But when I'm not around him I'm scared that he's hurt. I'm scared that he's hurting me, that he's with someone else and that he doesn't even care about me.
I like him but I can't tell him, I can't get hurt again.
Last time...Last time, can never happen again.
Never
I can't believe I even trusted another guy after that, it proves that he's special. That he's different.
But I still can't tell him, even if he is different.
Because I don't wanna get hurt again.
It doesn't mean I don't want to know how he feels though.
I hope he feels the same.
But I'm never asking him, I would just dumb it up, he'd think I was weird. I just can't.
Anyway that's all for now
Baii
Lucy
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Dear diary,
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