Dear Diary
Letters of longing and love, to our friends, family and fans.
Dear Diary
It’s been so long since we’ve been together. I know that distance makes the heart grow fonder, but this is now gone too far. Every part of me exists because of my love for my guests – without them, I’m just a field with empty tents! I don’t know which way to turn, because each of my corners is bare, void of guests and all that comes with them. The loneliness is starting to get to me. Creeping into my soul like a heavy mist.
At first, I thought it would be nice to have a little break and just spend some time getting to find myself and just be. But now, after so many weeks I’ve lost count, the sound of silence is deafening.
As my tents remain empty and my fire pits cool and full of soot and dust, I dream of those days when laughter rang loudly, full of fun and mischief. I dream of the parties we held in the pine forest, without a care in the world. I dream of my hammock swinging gently with the weight of their tired bodies. I dream of weekends of weddings and birthday parties. I dream of days full and long.
Oh how my heartaches.
Oh how I wish they were here with me.
Oh!
At night, as the sun sets, they are in my thoughts and dreams. Until we can be together again, dear Diary, I write letters of love and longing that will make the kilometres apart disappear until we will be joined together in that one moment.
I can’t help but think of the words sung by Richard Marx years ago;
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
Chat soon,
Cherry G
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