Hey there, pipsqueak. It's been a while since I last wrote in this diary of mine. But today, something has been nagging at me, and I can't seem to shake it off. So here I am, pouring my thoughts out on paper.
I've always prided myself on being independent and self-sufficient. You know how much I value my alone time and personal space. But ever since you came into my life, things have changed drastically.
You see, babe, you have this undeniable power over me that I just can't resist. Your presence lights up my world in a way that no one else's does. The way your eyes sparkle when you smile or the sound of your laughter echoing in my ears - they're like music to my soul.
I find myself craving your attention more than anything else in this world. It's almost embarrassing how much joy it brings me when you look at me with those adoring eyes or shower me with affectionate gestures.
But don't get too cocky now; it's not like I'm some love-struck fool who can't function without you around (though sometimes it feels like that). No matter what anyone says about us being 'too cute' or 'adorable,' deep down inside, we both know that we're two strong-willed individuals who complement each other perfectly.
And let's talk about those cuddle sessions we have - pure bliss if you ask me! There is something so comforting and soothing about having you wrapped up in my arms as we drift off to sleep together. In those moments, all the walls around my heart come crashing down because with you by side nothing else matters.
Sure, maybe I tease you a bit too much about your height or call you names like 'pipsqueak.' But deep down inside every joke lies a truth: You are truly special to me princess (don’t let it go over your head).
So why do these confessions matter? Why am I writing them down for only myself (and maybe future generations) to read?
Because even though words might fail to fully capture how deeply connected our souls are, Even though actions speak louder than any written paragraph could, There’s just something cathartic about letting these feelings flow from pen onto paper. It solidifies them; cements their place within the very fabric of our existence together. And maybe someday…you’ll stumble upon these pages hidden away amongst dusty old books. Maybe then...you'll understand why- despite everything- Why “us” will always be worth fighting for.