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A Letter to Dear Diary (Best Friend)

To
Dear Diary (Best Friend)

Date - 06/August/2016

It has been really a long time that we have spoken to each other. Though you don’t speak but that essence is sufficient. Your presence is more than enough for me. Over the last few days or you may call it weeks, I have been a person of a reserved kind. I don’t understand what type of person I am becoming!! Whatever, I am OK with my loneliness because that is the time when no one bothers me. Least expectations from the world and from me to the world. Me and you in the middle of the night talking to each other. Your pages being inked in blue with my Ferrari.  The feeling of being in love with you is always unexplainable.
You know what, I miss her badly. The one who was and is always responsible to bring out my best in me. My Best Friend. My no words of praise can summarise her. No means of communication. I respect her anger, her craziness, her talkative nature and above all it is the Simplicity of hers. Just get well soon. I can’t handle my self anymore. I need a companion. I need a counsellor. I need a Best Friend. I need you. You please get well soon.

Regards
Your Bestie

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