Dear Diary

Dear you,

Songs make me ache for you.
Smells take me back to you.
Pictures draw me into you.
Movies are too much.

Somewhere between our meals shared
and our long bus rides together,
I fell for you.
Ever so slowly, but ever so surely,
my heart became yours.

Canberra, I wasn't supposed let you in.
Not this much, that is.
.Sigh.

Sincerely,
Shae