The thing about missing Harry is that it's not some ridiculous schoolgirl fantasy; it's not some misguided, delusional emotion without any logical basis or factual standpoint. It's a deep-seated feeling rooted in the pit of your heart, a constant longing that you can never quench because he's Harry Styles. The world has you separated, your lives strongly delineated by a hypothetical parting glass. He's on the side you long to be, surrounded by more beautiful people and things than you could ever imagine while you watch quietly on the other side, dreaming about being there with him. You want to reach out and touch him, your heart desperately searching for the constant affirmation that he's real, but you can't because of the unfair way the world works. He's a celebrity, someone famous that the world associates with fame and wealth. They cut him down to the attractive body he's in and they lose the things you love so much about him like the way he looks into your very soul when he talks to you or the way he cares more about people than most everyone else in the world. They don't see him like you do and they reduce him to an unfair figment of their imagination- a playboy who uses women and his fame to get things he wants. But to you, that's not who he is. You know he's a far better person than anyone deserves and you know who he is. Even then, despite knowing who he is as a person, you don't see him as a celebrity. To you, he's just Harry, a boy who has happened to capture your heart completely. To you, he's the one person in the world you can really feel when you think about love. Yes, you don't know him and you'll probably never meet him. If you have, odds are it was only a moment in time that he'll never remember, but to you it was the best sixty seconds of your life. In that moment, he was really right in front of you, breaking through the barriers of the world to intercept your life. That's the thing about missing him. People will say you can't miss someone you don't really know, but that's not true. Your heart can yearn for the opportunities you'll never have. You can miss not being with him even if you never have because you can just feel it in your heart of hearts that it would be right. You can miss his smile, his charismatic personality, and you can miss the feeling you'd get when he'd look at you even if it's never happened. The heart is a strange place, and you can feel things even if you've never had physical justification to feel them. It can ache for the chances you'll never get, the moments that will never happen, and the life you'll never live. I miss Harry. I love Harry.
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