6 November, 2013

Dear Diary

     When I say I love you, please believe it's true.
When I say forever, know I'll never leave you.
When I say goodbye, promise me you won't cry.
Cause the I will be saying that.
Would be the day I die..

Everything is checked out. Today I am going to propose my love of life. God... I'm shaking. Will she agree. I mean. I don't know. I'm so tensed up. What will she do? Would she slap? Come on dude, she is your best friend. Think some good. OK OK the date place, proposal speech everything is settled. Just be confident. Will just tell her. Next option will be her. I will respect if it would come negative. But I don't know my heart could take it or not. But for now be positive. It's not really heard to tell right. Just three word.
I Love you

I shut the diary abruptly. 6 November, 2013 I hate this day. So so much. At this day Digonto lost his eye sight. And my whole life changed ups and down. If only I could tell him my feelings before! Destiny such a rubbish thing.

I opened my palm and saw the henna applying beautifully with a D  mid sight. Tough to look for.
So no body could find it. If only I could make him understand how much I want him, at now the day before my marriage, the only person I'm thinking is him. The people in this diary are so lucky. I hope they found each other in their life.