I sat on our bed as I continued to read Harry's journal. I didn't know rather to cry or to be horrified at how our relationship once was. I almost wanted to throw the journal alway, because entry lead me closer to the idea that I was the reason he left.
Disregarding every thought I had...I turned to the next page.
January 29th, 2016
I saw Carter two days ago and it wasn't anything like I thought it would be. It wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be. We talked for awhile and walked around the city. I couldn't deny that I didn't have the urge to kiss her that whole time I was with her. Carter was utterly beautiful. She dragged me into this little music shop and we had the best time in the there. I made her listen to all my favorite artists (Mostly Amy Winehouse.) I walked her home and I kissed her. It still amazed me that every time we kissed my body seemed to go up in flames. The way I felt for her was indescribable. I don't know what I would do if it doesn't work out. She is my everything. She is the cure to my emptiness. She has shown me love.
Harryx
