26.01.16.
Today a big envelope came
through the door
so I crawled from the place I had been seated for a week and
shredded open the top, expecting it to be something from him.
I thought that wasn't possible, though, that can't' be it,
but,
they were.
I got out a few papers, stapled together
and as I read them
it took away my breath, really did.
Because those weren't apologies, or a letter that says that he would come back,
no,
they were divorce papers,
clarifying our relationship as done, wiped away, soon-to-be vanished.
Greetings,
H.T.
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Greetings, H.T. | Larry Stylinson
FanfictionLouis handed me a little, blue-wrapped present, smiling in statisfaction and whispering, "Since your last one was full." in my ear. He then walked away, to his proud-looking parents, as I opened it carefully. And there you were, little thi...
