Who has a non mainstream diary, a non mainstream personality sad diary

Dear baby, do you remember the good times we had together? Climbing mountains together, stealing watermelons together, catching fish together, too many together, but do you really want me to forget about them now? I can't bear it, I really can't bear to forget the good memories.

Honey, we quarrel a lot now, I really don't want to be like this, we don't have much time together, but why, quarrel after quarrel, I'm really tired and tired...

Tears always fall easily, dear, do we have to be like this? I really don't want to replace even the last fond memories with a deep resentment towards you, are you really like them? In the future, we don't see each other, there is no relationship, there is no feeling, just a simple stranger?

Honey, have you forgotten the original goodness?

I really can't bear it, I can't forget it, I can't let it go... Honey, have you forgotten our love? Did it really never exist?

Have you said so many kind words to me that they don't exist now?

Honey, I miss you so much, I'm so cold.

You know, I can't sleep. Honey, are you asleep? Did you dream of me?

Honey, remember? You call me baby. Remember? You say, "Baby, be my wife...

Baby don't want me, don't leave me...

Husband, can you call me "wife"?

I just want to listen to it once, and for the last time, I want to get back to the warmth I had before.

, I used to love me.

Because of time and what I do.

Gone. Now. To me.

You don't even bother to say goodbye.

I get it?

Journal: The next place, called forever.

Text: Honey, what are we doing wrong?

Why, there is no going back to the way it used to be?

Why, you're all leaving?

Why? Why?

Asked a thousand times in front of the mirror.

But who, who will give me the answer?

In the end, for whom?

Who makes me love so much?

Who makes me love so much?

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything, I just know, you left.

All I know is that you're gone.

From now on, I'm the only one again, I really want to, grab you, please don't leave, but I can't do it, I really can't do it, I know, you're tired of it, so.

You're gone, but.

From now on, I cried.

Who comforts? Who hurts when I cry?

I'm crying, who handed me the paper?

Who gave me a hug when I cried?

From now on, I will be alone and will not cry.

From now on, I will be alone and will not make trouble.

If you fall asleep, don't wake up again, because the next stop will lead to happiness, because the next place is called forever.

Because the next place, there is no sorrow.

Choose me as the answer you want.