Dear Louis,
I'm having trouble with coping with depression. Harry took me to the psychiatrist today. We discussed the kind of problems I'm having. She talked to me and said that it's the best for me to cry all I want on a day and never cry about it again. That's how things go; according to her- life keeps moving and I would be able to make myself happy after you're gone. I just don't believe any of it.
Harry treated me to ice-cream and I once again forgot all my pain but, it returned the very second I had a vision of you laughing along with me, so calm, so precious and so beautiful.
How would I ever get over you? It's like those blue eyes of yours are always watching me but, unable to reach out to me.
I could forget my very-own self and give it all up but, I would never forget you.
Yours Truly,
Freya.
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FanfictionHe 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
