April 11th, 1940.
{Writing}
Dear, Harry:
It feels like forever now. A hundred days it feels like. I just need you here so badly. I miss you more than anything. More than words can say. More than words can even describe.
I miss your cuddles. I miss your kisses, especially at night when we're going to bed. I miss when we used to cuddle up at night on the couch watching Looney Tunes, or just any show that was entertaining to us. I miss everything we used to do. I just wish you were here to do them with me again, but I know I have to let you do this. It was your choice. No matter how much we fought over it.
I know I will see you again. I know that there is hope. I pray every day and night. I keep hoping, and I will never stop hoping. I will never stop praying. I love you. So much. Keep fighting, my love. Keep fighting.
Love, Louis.
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Фанфик99 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)
