For now, there's nothing you can do, that's why, no one knows except you.
So now, You can't say anything wrong.
Dear diary, I think my story has begun.
Today, the fifth day of fall
I said nothing at all,
But hey, I'm just waiting. for the right time.
Dear diary,have you noticed I'm talking in rhyme?
( op deze plaats komt normaal en cover met de titel.)
And it's her and me,
That makes me wonder
If I'm in her diary, We'll see.
Her face, Oh and I like her hands.
You're the only one who understands.
Today, I was waiting for a sign.
Dear diary, I think I'm in love,
For the first time.
I'm fed up to keep this a secret.
I'm done with pretending it's perfect,
It's over with being, so-called best friends.
Oke, ik weet dat de beschrijving vaag is, maar alles gaat zich uitwijzen later in het verhaal. Maar aangezien er al honderden verhalen bestaan met de titel 'Dear Diary'ben ik helemaal inspiratie-loos. Help?
Ps,Het word een Alex Gaskarth story.
all I want is the taste that your lips allow
