I went for a movie with Harry today. He's a fun person to be with. We watched a chick-flick; he got me some popcorn and at the end drove me home. To be honest, I feel better. He's starting to lighten up my mood. I don't know why he's always trying to make me feel good because I never reciprocate his efforts. Harry is indeed a good friend of yours, he's so supportive
Just because I had a good day, it doesn't mean I miss you any less. After Harry leaves, while I am alone with my thoughts, that's when I feel like sinking into darkness and never coming back. I think even I didn't want him to leave, I don't know why. His presence soothes me, just like yours did. But, I can't compare you to anyone else, you are far more superior to everyone and there's no one for me except you.
I will always love you like I used to.
Yours Truly,
Freya.
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أدب الهواةHe will never receive her letters, he's way too far. She keeps her sadness to herself as she thinks no one would ever understand her better than those blank pieces of paper. (#781 in Fanfiction on 26/06/2016) All rights reserved. © DirectionerRia17
