Dear Diary

I'm sorry, dear diary

Not talked for a long time.

What could I do to please you?

Let me write this rhyme.

You hold all my secrets, 

To disclose which I lack in brave.

You are, and will be, my best friend

Possibly till my grave.

Everyone today is busy, 

Working, earning, progressing, 

But it is not so easy 

To convey what you are feeling. 

Everyone says "Later Honey, I've got some business."

But you,

You take all my thiughts with easiness.

I cannot convey my thoughts to everyone, 

After talking for sometime I have to halt.

But you, you are different-

Taking everyting in with a grain of salt.

Now, why I haven't been writing you ask?

Ah, I have been BUSY

Busy trying to level up,

Busy trying to progress

Busy trying to fit myself in

Into the society's dress.

I think of writing to you every day,

But then I think "Later I may."

I just cannot say "I will" or "I can"

Hey diary, please give

Another chance to this man.

You are my true friend, 

Kudos to you.

I know you miss me,

But, trust me,

I miss you too.