Dear Diary

Dear Diary,
Today I fell in love with a boy who makes my pulse race. I saw him in the theater. He was so pale and sad. I wanted to take him in my arms and wish away all his worries. He kept his hands in his pockets and seemed nervous. I was nervous too. But then he smiled and his whole face lit up. I've never wanted to make someone happy so much in my whole life.

Dear Diary,
I saw him in the grocery store today. I wasn't prepared to see him there and his presence made my skin tingle. I wondered if he smelled like sunshine the way he felt like the sun to me. His beautiful lips were puckered as he whistled. I think he must sound like an angel.I was positive  I couldn't love him more...and then he smiled.

Dear Diary,
I saw him again today. Someone asked him a question and he blushed, it's now my favorite color. His voice was smooth and sultry. His answers were smart and wise. He smiled again, this time while running his hand through his hair. I feel sure my heart stopped beating for a second.

Dear Diary,
I heard him sing today and I'll never be the same. The emotion that poured out of him was overwhelming. I found myself wiping at tears. I watched as he played piano and guitar. His charms never ending. My love ever growing.

Dear Diary,
Today I watched him cross the street. I don't know if he was with anyone because I couldn't tear my eyes from the sight of him. He is a vision that never fails to take away my breath. I see him in everything upon which my eyes fall. Maybe I am deranged. If so it is a sweet, sweet madness of which I hope there is no cure.