Dear sweetheart,

If only you knew how much I miss you. Knowing that you might move on and look elsewhere hurts me and petrifies me, but I won't ever give up on us. We belong together as long as we have, if it takes forever, then that's fine for us to unite and I hope we can do that again. Our moments were priceless. I haven't felt so much love before that sweetheart gave me it. He's a cranky troll when I don't let him sleep. I will be days now without him, and all I want to do is cry. But having my nephew around seems to cure me of all the pain I had bottled up inside. I can't cry or my family worries. Especially, my brother. I love my little brother, I'll always be his big sister that he cares for.

What urges me right about now is wishing sweetheart was here to meet my nephew and have each other's company because it's a wish my nephew wanted since the bad mishap happened.

I don't blame anyone it was no one's fault. I and sweetheart didn't plan to be late, but we were. I can't change that, but I can change his indifference because everyone going crazy about my appearance. According, to everyone, I should have said where I was going, but I forgot once I saw sweetheart when he picked me up. He was happy to see me too. Even happier after he gave me a surprise about us staying somewhere where we can be alone without anyone saying we can't be together. But that wasn't the reason I said yes to the outing. I missed him since I was in the hospital recovering from a fall and a relapse of not being with my medicine for a while. The therapist was not taking me, and papi just noticed I was getting insomnia again. I was feeling allergic to too much pumpkin spice spray in my room. But now I am better. Not great, but better. Allergies! Nothing but allergies this season of winter going to spring. My anniversary with my sweetheart is this March seventeenth. He probably forgot all about that. It makes me sad because I want him here beside me where he belongs.

As I am here in my bedroom writing these lines on my day in the life blog of love. My love life is private, but I needed to let these words out somehow or I'll explode from holding in too many emotions. I breathe in and cough out. Repeating the same procedure until I sound better.

I guess he might be sleeping now. I miss our talks. So I hope everyone enjoyed a little sappy entry of written words.

He and I are more than just boyfriend and girlfriend we went over that as if I was married to him with my family not approving of him. But why should I care who my parents choose? It's up to me who I love if my heart has chosen why can't they just accept that? Oh, sweetheart if only I can kiss you now. Hug you with the strength that I can tell him you are my love, my heart, and soul. No one will change that. I wouldn't allow it.