Letter To My Lover [L.S]

8 months and 25 days

Dear Louis,

Its scaring me love. You haven't written to me in weeks. Did I hurt you that bad? Please, please Lou I didn't mean it that way. I thought it was a good joke. I don't know what's up with you and why you aren't replying to me and I hate it, I hate myself for it. I asked Gemma about it by writing her. She didn't give me much just said you are busy with school. And I'll say, if school is tiring you this much so take a break. Don't stress yourself out. I know you love the job but please it's not important more than your health. Just relax and everything will be okay.

I have run out of words to write to you because I don't know what's going on. But I hope it is nothing that I'm assuming it is.

I don't want to end this letter like this. So I'll tell you about something happy. Maybe if you are stressed, then this will bring a smile on your face like it does to me. Remember Lou what we will do once I come back? Do you remember our plans? Because I do. And I can't wait for them to come true. I can't wait to say 'i do' to you and then call you my husband. I can't just wait to get married to you. I often think about it at night. How our wedding will be and how everything will go from there on. How we decided we will only put our wedding rings on our fingers not engagement ones. When I close my eyes I imagine our wedding just the way we pictured it together, laying in our home together in each other's arms, and Louis it feels so good then, just by thinking about it.

My love I can't wait to be yours forever. To get tied down with you and to hear the word 'husband' coming out of your lips just for me like it will do from mine. Everything will be alright in the end. I know it will. Something from this distance that I have learned is that I grow to love you more each day, something that I thought isn't possible because I already love you with all my heart and soul but each passing day proves me wrong and my love grows more and more. Sometimes I wonder if I'll die with the amount of love I have for you and I won't lie, I'll die as a happy man. I love you more than I love myself. More than I have loved anyone. I love you. More than ever.
8 months and 25 days. Please write to me.

Love you,
Harry.
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