Dear Diary,
I was lying flat on my bed yesterday night while contemplating on how it would feel like growing old with him. Perhaps it was out of boredom. Questions after questions continue to linger inside my head. Will we be laughing at the same jokes 50 years from now? Would we still look into each others' glimmering eyes that say 'I will always love you and you only'? Will we be holding hands while walking in the park just as it is being portrait in love movies? These questions were left unanswered after a long night. Life is filled with uncertainties. The only way to find out is to wait for the time to come.
Couldn't wait to see the fine lines that would grow on his face with strands of white hair highlighting his head (if and only if there is any hair left). I'd love to watch his expression when he becomes the proud father of my children. There is so much more to be explored and discovered as we journeyed through life together.
Surely that day will come.... Someday...
Love Jo.