Oct 23, 2025
Can I be the one that brings you good luck?
Dear Diary
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Can I be the one that brings you good luck?
Dear Diary
I'm so angry and sad coz I miss my baby sunshine ㅠㅡㅠ
We fell in love in October - girl in red
And that's why I get lost in
your October eyes
🌸 Today was a story. A soft, imperfect, beautiful story. 🌸
I woke up light.
Happy.
Fresh like morning dew.
And I ran straight to him…
but something felt off.
He was distant. Cold, even.
I stayed quiet. My heart sank a little.
I didn’t know what to say,
So I said nothing.
But he noticed.
He came back, and apologized.
Not just a word, a real apology, the kind that lands on your heart and makes it beat again.
And I let it all out.
Every small hurt. Every big fear.
All the tiny things I notice, the doubts that whisper, the ache that asks: “Do you still love me the same?”
He listened.
He listened.
He kept saying I’m sorry
Over and over
Until my heart softened like the sky before rain.
Then he drifted off to sleep.
And I sat there loving him out loud.
Told him I love him. Madly. Deeply.
That I want only him.
That I feel everything so strongly
because my love is that big, that fierce, that real.
He woke up, smiled,
Then whispered the sentence that healed me:
“I’ll try to be perfect as you want.”
Just like that the sun came back to my chest.
I smiled like a fool in love.
Because I am.
He added:
“Not in a blink… but slowly.”
And I said, “You’re allowed.”
Because love is not a race
It’s a rhythm.
And somehow,
Even after the silence and the sadness,
Even after the storm and the stillness
We were okay again.
Maybe even better.
Love isn’t always tidy.
But oh, it’s beautiful when it’s real.
Eu senti
Eu senti seu cheiro
Também senti seu toque
Podia vê-la diante dos meus olhos
Quase pude tocar sua pele
Eu senti você com todos os meus sentidos
E você nem estava por perto
Já estava tão longe que..
Eu senti derrepente
Aquela dor no peito
De não poder te sentir novamente.
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Love Diary
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