Dear Diary.

When I close my eyes I remember the first time I heard her voice.

When we spoke about that song from varanam aayiram and I remember my heart sinking from that moment on.

The first time I looked at her and she started laughing, omg that laugh. What will I give to see that again.

When she removed her sunglasses and looked at me for the first time.

The way her became extra round after I kissed her.

Her childlike innocent expressions.

And everything else that followed.

Till the last time I hugged her extra tight because she said she is going away to Chennai for a month.

And I didn’t see her after that.

Has it been two years?

I suppose so. But there hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought about her.

She saw me when no one else did.

She fell in love with me when I was a failure and dying.

She is the reason I’m alive today and I was able to heal.

She is the reason I am where I am.

But all this success and fame doesn’t mean shit.

I’m ready to throw all this away for a quiet and normal life with her in Chennai or Canada or wherever she decides.

The place doesn’t matter, she is all that matters.

Maybe the stars have aligned and I see a lot of yellow and bees too.

I’m finally normal as well.

I’ve wanted this since forever. I’ve been in love with her even before I met her.

I remember writing about her in my diary when I was an immature child. My bestfriend whom I will marry one day.

Please heal me God.

Also, heal the anger of people around me.

I really want this.