April 9th, 1940.
{Writing}
Dear, Harry:
Alright, last poem, I promise. I don't really want to send you too much of them. I know you would be annoyed with me if I did. Anyways, I honestly don't know what to say at this point. I just really miss you a lot.
I just hope you're safe, and you come back to me very soon. I love you.
Love, Louis.
YOU ARE READING
99 days (L.S)
Fanfiction99 days since you've left. 99 letters sent to you from a far. Such a long time feels as much as a century. Keep fighting, my love. Keep fighting, and I'll be here waiting. {1940} Started: 2/2/19. Completed: 12/7/19. Cover by: @wafflesxberries (CC)
