Come home. [ l.s ]

IX

August 10th , 1:05

Louis.

Where are you.

Where the hell are you.

I miss you so much, it's become unbearable.

To know that you're somewhere out in the world and I have no clue where that is.

To know that somewhere you're suffering.

To know that somewhere you may be dead.

Louis, please. Come home already. I don't know what to do with myself anymore.

I haven't gotten anymore updates according to you and they even say they are going to be giving up your case.

If that day comes and you have not returned, I don't know what I will do.

Louis, I'm going insane.

Liam and Niall never stop by anymore because they thought I've been better, with the job and all.

But I haven't been to work in two weeks or so.

I will be fired soon but I don't care.

Without you, I haven't a single reason to care.

I hope I just rot here, within the small walls of our humble apartment.

I want to die here.

To die with your stained, cotton sweater beside me.

It would be almost as if you still were.

. H