Wednesday, 27 November 2024

Journal 27.11.2024 5.16 pm my mind

Dear Journal,
My mind is a warble. And I don't know what to say to anybody.
I have nobody to talk to and I really miss Arun's company.
I feel all alone and I must be able to take care of myself. It's not like I had any hopes pinned on our relationship but I did feel that our togetherness would last.
I must not impinge myself on him.
This journal is a blessing.
To know Arun has been one of my life's greatest blessings.
Love,
Me.

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