Dear Harry,
I've decided to hold on a little longer.
I called Zayn earlier.
I will be meeting him at the coffee shop we used to love, tomorrow at 7.
Your sweater lost your scent.
I couldn't stop crying.
Our home is losing more and more of you each day, and it's killing me inside.
I want you here.
With me.
I want you to make the pain go away.
I want you to come back.
Love always, Louis Styles
DU LIEST GERADE
Letters to Harry // L.S
RandomHarry isn't there anymore. Louis doesn't want to believe that.
