Excerpts from the Diary of a Diva

I've finally fallen in love with the man of my dreams. He is beautiful and sweet and lovable and strong. He's a writer, like me, which means that he's expressive and intelligent. That's enough to make me melt. But to say he's perfect would be a lie before God and all His angels. He's moody, aloof, and somewhat surly. His temperament isn't light like mine, but brooding. I can tell that he spends a lot of time in his head. For some reason, we are compatible. He hears and understand me. And I understand him. We work together on the places that are vague for us. I'm learning a lot about love from this man. And it's not like anything I've ever experienced before. For one, I'm learning that it doesn't take all the frills to love someone. Sometimes it can be downright messy and dirty and smelly. And yet, it's still the best feeling ever. I'm so happy.

I am strong My heart is tender You are hurtful There are times when I need someone To listen to me When the foolishness of this world becomes Too much for me to handle Alone. I need you to understand That I'm not always logical Or practical. I'm just me. sometimes i feel small and insignificant like no one cares for me that my needs are an afterthought  Your purpose in my life Is to help me see in those moments That I'm not alone. That I'm not stupid. That I'm not crazy. I wish my inner being was as strong As my outer shell. But it's not. A good relationship should allow for both your strength  And your weakness To occupy the same space with the same love for both. Admire my strength. Embrace my weakness. Love me through it all.