before the beginning

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/ before the beginning

Harry and I should never have met. To say I regret meeting him is the honest truth. To say I regret what we had or what we could have had is the boldest lie. I lost him before I had him. Alice and Sabbie would say it's the opposite. There are still things I don't understand about that year when I was eighteen. There are things I wish I could remember and things I wish I could forget. I made mistakes with him, so many, in fact, that they continue to lurk in the shadows even while I am in New York City and he is somewhere I don't know. 

I wish I knew where he was, perhaps only to apologize and trade proper goodbyes. 

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