This journal will be filled with my most public private thoughts. Perfect strangers will know more about me than some of my best friends. Let's start with one of the most important parts about my life: My love. Her name is Lorna, and she is the most beautiful woman on the face of this planet, inside and out. And I love her with all my heart. I miss her when we are apart, even if its only for hours, or for days. When she's with me... I feel like I am a good person. Like I matter. I feel special, cared about. Like I don't know how I feel, but I know who I want to be. And I know I want to be it with her. When I'm with her all that matters is her happiness, and it makes me feel good to know I bring her that happiness. Like I'm don't deserve to be treated the way I am. She makes me who I am. Knowing that she trusts me the way I trust her, knowing that when I hold her she loves me, and when I don't she runs into my arms, knowing that she is happy... knowing I make her happy... There is no way words can describe it, and no matter how many poems I write none of them can truly describe what I feel. I love you Lorna Ferrar, and I always have, and I always will.
Dash Jovis
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