CHAPTER 5

With every stroke of my pen onto my Diary pages, I delve deeper into the depths of my soul to express the love I have for her, my better half, my angel in all seasons. She is not just a mere number on my calendar, but a celestial being that illuminates my world with her presence. 

"..... Her eyes, like the sun of January, are ablaze with a fiery passion that sets my heart alight, and her amber gaze leaves me spellbound. She is the night of February, a memory I will always cherish, forever etched in my mind like an exquisite masterpiece.

Her beauty is like the spring of March, every bit of her is to be savored and admired. She's the Atmos of April, and just like the rain that falls from the sky, she melts me like a candle and leaves me breathless. She's the summer of May, and her smile lights up my day like a bright sunflower blooming in the fields. She's the clouds of June, the joy of first monsoon that drenches me with happiness.

Like the shade of July, she dulls down in goodbye, but her absence only makes me cherish her more. She's the petrichor of August, a scent that I would lust after for eternity. The autumn of September brings out the hues in her muse, every color blending into one another like a work of art. She's the moon of October, and every phase that I measure only deepens my love for her.

And like the evenings of November, she glows with an inner radiance that leaves me breathless. Her glowing scars are like precious treasures to be cherished and revered. She's the winter of December, spinning my world around her with every step she takes. She who can't be named, has finally earned a name because her presence in my life is worth more than any words could ever express.... "