Au Revoir || l.s.

cri

cri : cry [French]

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Dear Louis,

Where are you? I miss you. Things here are the same, except for your absence. I'm not made anymore, baby. I'm not. I just sit here everyday and cry. I haven't eaten much in weeks. I miss you. The tears never stop. They pour down my face in streams of salty wetness. They smother me in the dead of night, and overwhelm me again during the day. I just need something to stop this pain. I need you to stop this pain.

Always yours, Harry.