Well, I've been thinking about writing a diary for Sam or Diane in a long time and I finally got myself to do it.
I chose Sam, because I think Diane would be too tough a cookie for me to handle. I'm not the one with all the words...So that's why Sam is a perfect match for me!
I hope you can imagine this as Sam's diary...Truth been told, I just randomly wrote something down without giving it to many thoughts...
But I hope you like and as always let me know what you think!
This is taking place in the begining of Sam and Diane's relationship...And it's supposed to end many years from this point..
Enjoy!
Dear diary,
Oh this is stupid! I don't even know why I'm doing this! Or well that's not true. I'm doing it because she thought "it'd be a good idea" so I could learn how to open for some of my inner feelings. Stupidest thing I ever heard!
Why did I even listen to her? Probably because it makes her happy.
Yeah, she likes sitting there in the corner, pretending that she's reading while she's secretly observing me.
I know it. I can see it by the way she looks. She got that little smirk of hers, she usually put on whenever she's right about something or satisfied. Well, she maybe think she won by getting me to do this, "writing a diary" stuff, but she's wrong. I'm not doing this because of her. Not entirely. I'm only pretending. This isn't a diary. Or well, I am writing silly thoughts as you usually do in diaries, but I tell ya, I'm not going to write about deep emotional feelings. I'm just gonna write whatever comes to my mind, that's all. Maybe something interesting I've experienced through the day. Like a notebook or something. Not a diary. Diaries are for girls.
So what's the main topic of the day…Well, Diane and I went for a walk at the park.
It was actually quite nice. It was some nice surroundings with orange leaves falling down from the tress. We talked. We talked A LOT. About everything. This thing about being in a committed relationship means that I have to learn every single bit about her. I need to know what her favorite meal is; I need to know her taste of music… All those silly things that apparently means so much to chicks. I also need to take part in her interests. She's begun to talk about us taking dance lesson. I'm not too crazy about the idea, but it's better than going to the opera, I guess.
It has been quite a change this last month. Going from being a hound to being in a committed relationship. That isn't easy, I tell ya! But to tell the truth, it has actually worked out pretty nice.
I never thought that staying with only 'one' woman could be so enjoyable. I guess, I was just looking for the right one. It's funny how our differences seem to make the relationship even more exciting. No doubt that she's my perfect match when we hit the sack together, but I have to admit that's not the only thing that's great. Everything is great. That feeling I get when she walks through the door and puts on a smile when she sees me, makes my heart skip a beat.
Her laughter makes me feel the butterflies in my stomach. The sparks when our lips part.
Everytime she's happy, I'm happy. Even when I'm mad at her, I can't stay for long.
This whole exploration of being with someone on longer terms has surprised me a lot. And until now it has only been positive. I hope that it stays that way. I hope that whenever there'll be downs, there'll be ups. I hope that we'll always find joy in each other's company.
It won't be a straight road, I know that already now. There will be bumps on the way, but I hope that we can make it through anyway. It's odd, but I've never felt like this before. The feeling of being loved on that kinda way is truly special.
It's-
Wait! Now this IS turning into a diary! What am I doing? This wasn't supposed to happen!
Sure this would please her. I fell for her trick even though I promised myself, I wouldn't.
Oh gezz…Well I guess I wrote enough twaddle by now…
I think, I'm ready for my "thank you, let me show my appreciation" gift.
I guess this won't be the last time I'll be writing in you 'diary'.
Especially not if I'm going to be thanked for it (if you know what I mean).
Well, I guess this is bye for now!
Bye!
Sam.