Journal // haylor

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Why the hell am i still writing this?

It doesnt make sense, Harry. One day, i'll be missing you to death but the other day, i feel like i could kill you for making me like this. I hate you but i love you. I hate you for making me love you this much.

I couldnt remember the last time i had a proper sleep. You're all i think and see now. You just have some kind of power dont you? Or maybe you casted a spell over me. I dont know how i could end up like this. Youre taking over me. I dont have anything left to think other than you. You're selfish, Harry.

You cannot do this.
But im letting you.
I hate myself for that.

Youre the drug i couldnt stop using.
Youre the pain i couldnt stop feeling.
Youre the man i couldnt stop loving.

🌞🚀🌏🌞🚀🌏🌞🚀🌏🌞🚀🌏

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