Dear Diary.

Today I was thinking about throwing eggs at couple of my nemesis like Augustus Waters and friends vandalising the ex girlfriend’s car.

But my therapist felt that ain’t wise.

So I settled with doing that in my imagination.

Right now my throat is kind of fucked after eating something spicy. It’s been like this the last few nights.

I don’t want it to be though because I’ve been thinking about Ginny so much.

That’s not a new thing, I know, but my thoughts have progressed to living with her now.

I want it so much.

I want to see her so badly.

I bought a skirt and black top last year to wear when I meet her because she loves skirts and her favorite color is black.

Hence those are obviously my favorites too.

I couldn’t meet her so I wore it when I got the rose tattoo and went on an imaginary date with her.

Recently I saw a skirt that reminds me of her so now it’s in my cupboard.

I’m literally so excited to meet her. She is all I’ve been thinking about since I met her.

I cannot bear the distance anymore.

Fuck this distance and space between us.

Whenever I think about her, my feelings flow everywhere inside me and I can even feel it on my fingertips.

I miss her so much, I’m like loosing my shit.

I just want to feel better now. I wish I could just feel better.

I want to see her.

I don’t have priorities, there is just a single priority and that’s her.

I’m so lucky that I met her and so lucky to be loved by her.

There’s literally nothing else in this world that I want right now than sit on her lap, hug her and kiss her cheek.

And just sit there all warm and cozy till the end of time.

My heart is in gooey puddles just thinking about it.

God do I miss her.

Please heal me God and fast forward the time to this moment.