lunatic | harry styles

iii

2/8/1993

dear sanity,

today was better than most days. 

a girl appeared.

she had long brown hair,

and green eyes, just like me.

when i woke up, there she was, standing at the foot of my bed, i nearly fell out of my sheets i was so frightened, sanity. i don't know what i thought such an innocent-looking girl could possibly do to me, but i just sat there, frozen, staring at this beautiful girl.

she spoke, "my name's lucy." was all she said, and she held out her hand for me to shake.

i shook it politely, because i wasn't going to be rude to this beautiful girl, sanity. i wasn't.

i couldn't...

i introduced myself, and she gave the sweetest smile a person can give.

i couldn't help but smile back at her, sanity. i couldn't help but smile at this beautiful object standing before my bed. 

"why are you sad?" she'd asked me.

"because i've lost my sanity." i'd reply.

"no one's crazy, harry." she told me.

i looked up to meet her eyes, she smiled before continuing.

"their just confused." she finished, and just like that, sanity, she disappeared right before my eyes.

i jumped out of bed, and looked all over my small apartment for the beauty, but she was nowhere to be found. she was just... gone.

and that's when i realized, sanity, that i had imagined something so beautiful, and so sweet, i was surprised with myself. nothing like this has ever happened before. 

how could i have imagined something so perfect, sanity? 

something so beautiful..

please tell me..

-harry