Dear Diary,
This evening, I recalled a night when I met a girl I liked. However, I hesitated to make a move for several reasons:
- It hadn’t been long since my breakup with my ex, so I might not have been ready;
- She behaved oddly, repeating herself within a short span of time, even asking, “Did I already tell you that?”;
- Perhaps I was just scared, something I recognize I need to address.
I did like her, but often felt too shy to initiate a conversation, pondering the differences between us that might have kept us apart. Now, I think we could have just crafted a fond memory together, even if nothing more. I wish I had been luckier in love in my life.