Dear Harry | LARRY

chapter six

Dear Harry,

I know I messed up. I wish I could go back in time and take it all back but I know I can't. Maybe I deserve you not being in my arms anymore, maybe I deserve to not have the chance to wake up next to you every morning.

I feel so hopeless and empty. I don't know what I did before I met you, before I realised how much you actually meant to me. How was I ever truly happy? I know that's probably pretty bad to say but I can't help but feel like it's true. Did I even understand the proper concept of happiness before I met you?

I can't do anything anymore. I had to delete Netflix because it reminded me of all the movies we watched together. I had to get new sheet covered because it reminded me of all the time see made love on those sheets.

Niall and Liam keep visiting me to see how I'm going. I'm surrounded by people yet I've never felt so alone. I don't know what to do anymore, I don't know how to make this better. All I know is that I love you so fucking much and wish you were with me.

Liam is getting frustrated with me. He says I should stop moping around and try to move on if you don't want to try work things out. He just doesn't get it. Zayn tried to explain it to him, tried to explain that everyone takes breakups differently. 

Zayn said that breaking up with someone can sometimes be similar to when you are mourning someone. Once upon a time, that someone used to be there all the time and then they just kind of disappeared. Just like you did. Zayn even sat me down and explained that people take it differently than others. Some people takes days, weeks, years before they get over it. I'm pretty lucky to have him to be honest. Niall's been great but he's never had to deal with this shit before., at least not like Zayn has.

I wonder how you've dealt with it. Have you moved on? Or are you just as broken as me?

Yours sincerely,
                             Louis Tomlinson