Dear Library Love

Dear Journal

Dear Journal,

I didn't tell him today. I am going to tell him tomorrow. I hope he doesn't cry.

I wish my uncle lived closer to the library. To make it, I would have to drive. The drive would be a couple of hours.

I don't want to leave him.

I don't know what his favorite color is. I don't know who his favorite poet is. I don't know what his favorite food is. I've never heard him introduce himself. I just know him and his personailty through our talks and through books. His name is Porter, I know because I take out every book he does after he finishes them.

I think he is sad. The books he reads have a lot of interesting quotes and some of them are sad. I need to be with him more. I want to be with him forever.