While laying there, trying to force a smile on her face, she felt warm tears on her cheeks.

Feeling the warm tears, she couldn't hold it anymore as more tears skipped her eyes.

While they made out in their room, she layed there all alone, feeling the heart break.

All the years she saw him living his life fully, having no worries.

He was just someone who was just beautiful and had a beautiful life, while everyone looked at his body,

She looked at his eyes.

But in all of this,
The Diary knew everything,

The Diary that she wrote after coming back home,
The Diary that has always been sitting on her table, where she wrote everything, every single glance and every single look.

The Diary has seen everything...