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Dear Diary: It is just after midnight, he knows I would be all ready in bed snuggled up and warm, with my eyes closed, dreaming away of him. I wake up though suddenly am awakened by the sound of gentle taps, at the window. It takes several moments for me to finally get up to investigate. When I draw back the curtains, I finds him there standing outside, silhouetted by the moonlight, under a sea of stars. I look down at him, at the same moment he looks up, to see a smile on his face, as I know he sees one on mine. While he is climbing up the trellis, I open the window to let him inside, quickly closing it then behind him. I turn around to be then held tightly in his arms, for this is my heaven. He leads me over to the bed, as we lay down, as I put my head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat with mine. Here in this moment with him, I know this is were I belong. He lets me feel safe in his loving arms, an I want nothing more than to be with him and I know he feels the same. Here in the silence nothing needs to be said, for we each see it in our eyes. I miss him so much when we are apart. I get butterflies when I am with him. I feel. I sense. I want. I need. I desire. I long for all these things in him, my one true love. He is my little secret known only to me, yet all I want to do now, is to tell the world all about him. To tell everyone all the things he has done for me. To tell all the things he did even though he did not have too. From the moment that we met, he has been my everything. All my hopes, all my dreams, my whole life has changed for the better with him. My body aches to feel him beside me. The touch of him sets my heart racing. He tells me how the years go by that I am more and more beautiful. He tells me how the scent of my perfume makes his senses come alive. To hear my voice so soft and angelic, he just wants me to talk and talk over and over more. Even though at every moment I am not with him in person, in spirit, in heart and in soul I am with him always. He knows that I will be there for him whenever he needs, wants, longs, and desires me. I want to make his life more beautiful than anyone has. For us, to be able to look back with thoughts, with memories, with pictures, in showing others that two, can becoming one. I want to be the one that makes him smile. To be there to kiss him before he goes to sleep. To wake him up with a kiss. I know he knows that I think of him at every moment, of every day. I want to be there in bad times. I want to be there in good times. I want to wipe away the tears. I want to make him laugh. There is just so much that I want say. I want to take all the time there is left in our lives to show him. To tell him. I want him to know that he has won me over. He is my little secret that I need to tell everyone.
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