Dear Diary,
Gone. Something I'll be.
Today me and Harry took a walk, hand in hand. We walked over that bridge I've always wanted a picture on top of. Maybe me in someone's embrace or a kiss. Cliché, but I like it.
I told Harry about it and he said one day. I smile so much with him. I just love him to pieces. I hope he doesn't read what I've written.
-Louis T.
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