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week ten

on monday i couldn't stop crying and i'm sorry for ruining the letter, i didn't mean to drown it in tears

Dear Harry,

i can't. i'm so sorry. you know how much you mean to me Haz, and it scares me. we don't have much time, you don't have much time. i wish i could, Haz, i wish i could just run away with you, but we can't,

right?

we can't run from our disorders,

we can't run from what's inside of us.

i don't want to lose you

but i have to let you go

before you get too close

i am really really sorry

yours.

on tuesday you called and texted me multiple times

with the blade on my skin

i could resist the urge to pick up

on wednesday you called and texted

your voicemails echoed through my apartment

on thursday i kissed you goodbye

in my dream

on friday you stopped calling and texting

i knew you had already deleted me out of your life

on saturday i started cutting on my thights

Because my arms were full of scars

on sunday i got your letter

Dear Abby,

what the fuck?

why the fuck would you shut me out like that?! you have no idea how pissed off i am.

you told me you would never leave me, you would never break my heart like Alexis did.

you promised, Abbs.

don't break that promise and come back, please. i need you now. i have no one else and i don't want to be alone; please don't leave me alone.

what happened? what made you stop caring? your abusive father?

i'm sorry, i shouldn't have mentioned your father, but you told me i could write everything in our letters.

i wish i could delete you Abby, delete you out of my life.

you ruined me.

harry.

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