for my denim..

dear diary, he left yesterday and now I have no clue how to entertain myself other than rereading and rereading what he's written for me.... to me...
I keep replaying our past encounters. but hats getting me nowhere.


I wonder if he knows that he is my world now...that he means so much to me. this fairytale love story he keeps adding on to.
its only day one and seven more feels like eternity with out his voice tickling down my spine.... that sweet sexy voice.... no other man has made me feel the way he has. ever. I wonder if he knows that...

my heart skips a beat every time I hear his name or anything that reminds me of him... and let me tell you so much does. our secret relationship has gotten so unreal I was foolish to think anything/one made me happy before. so unreal I get scared some times that I'll just wake up finding a different reality.

he's  changed me so much already into a better person id never think I could be, and I think I love him because of it.... should I? should I love this incredible gift from the unknown? should I let him have every bit of me?

yes, I want him to have me, I want him  to want me as bad as I want him... I truly have fallen deeply deeply in love with him... has he? from miles away he watches and holds me...if only we were just... a little... closer together....

one day...
we will be...
forever I will dwell...waiting...
for my knight in shining armor...
my prince charming...
my colonel....
my... love.