Dear Lou,
I want to write about
how much you hurt me
and how you make me want
to drink to forget or smoke
until my lungs burned.
But truthfully there is
nothing I want to say to you.
You fucked me up so much
that I don't know the difference
between up and down.
I can't wear some of my clothes
because the smell of you
still lingers on them.
I just want to get you out
of my head and put and end
to this pain but the only way I can
end this pain is to kill myself.
I don't want to do that because
i'll miss you too much.
Sincerely,
Harry.
( or when Eleanor comes into the picture and Louis falls in love with her and forgets about Harry )
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Dear Lou, ➳ {ls}
Fanfiction«sometimes you can only accept that some people can only be in your heart, not in your life » (Short story so obviously short chapters intended.)
