Dear Library Love

Dear Journal

Dear Journal,

I told him about my parents today. He seemed to enjoy listening. I enjoyed telling him about them.

I almost cried when I told him the story of how they met.

They met in high school and fell in love. My mom had me when she was nineteen. My dad was so happy he kissed her growing belly everyday.

My mom thought that it was the reason why I'm so loving. Dad passed it on through those little kisses.

To anyone, those kisses could've been stupid, annoying, cute, or beautiful. To me, they were kisses of life.

I miss them so much...