Dear My Love, {Harry Styles Short Story}

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I know you already left. I know I can't get you back, but I don't want to make the same mistake with myself that I made with you. You wouldn't want that.

There's me inside a sinking boat, running out of time. Without you, I'll never make it out alive. You are my oxygen supply in the water that after a while will be drowning me.

They have told me that I can find another girl, but you are my girl. Others are like a hand over my nose and mouth preventing me from getting the oxygen that you gave me.

There's a devil in your smile that's chasing me and every time I turn around, its only gaining speed. The devil is the regret I have and it follows me through life, quickly shooting down any happiness I may have.

There's a moment when you finally realize, there's no way you can change the rolling tide, but I know, yes I know that I'll be fine. I can't change the past, but I'll be okay with you in mind. You keep my tide rolling, the tide of regret can't drown me.

Darling, this time I'm ready to run, escape from the city and follow the sun.

-HS