Dear diary,
She...she...she doesn't smile at me anymore. She doesn't smile at anyone anymore.
Did I do this?
Did I cause her to spiral into this trap of sadness?
I'm a terrible person. I should have just said I did. What if she hates me now?
I need her.
I thought she needed me too...
I guess I was wrong.
I try to smile at her whenever we catch each other glances.
I try to sit with her at lunch.
But each time, she just ignores me, leaves or rolls her eyes.
I can't live like this anymore.
I need to tell her how I feel.
I'm going to tell her how I feel.
Tom
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Dear diary,
Novela JuvenilDear diary, This is my life, I hurt, I feel and I care. Probably too much. Do I care too much? Lucy Dear diary, This is my life, I hurt, I feel and I care. Probably too much. So I hide it. Should I hide it? Tom
