I have been trying so hard to forget you, Harry.
I really have.
Why did you leave me?
We were so close. And now... it is all gone.
You left me on a way that i cant explane.
You took me out to dinner, and i was so exited. You had dressed elegant in your grey suit. I had my favorite dress on.
I wore it for you, Harry.
You picked me up at eight and you took me to the most fancy restaurant in town, and we ate the dinner with no worries.
Then it all happend so fast.
You grabbed my hand and smiled, but i could see in yours eyes that something as wrong. A tear fell down from your left eye.
You lent over the table and gave me a short kiss.
And then you just left. You left the restaurant.
You left a letter on you plat and I red it.
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To the most beautiful girl in the world, Rachel Maria Benson.
I'm writing you this letter because i'm to weak to tell you face to face.
We have been together for a whole year now, time has really just disepeared.
We have done so much stuff together. Like the day we camped on the beach and we sang with the bonfire untill the morning came, and the day we drove to "our place" and stayed there for three days. We slept in my car and just lived life.
Those days was the best days of my life.
Well, I have just left the restaurant now. That was my plan, i'm probably crying now, Rachel.
Please dont hate me, but I cant be with you anymore.
I'm going on tour with the boys, so I will be out of town for a long time. I hope you dont do anything stupid. My heart will stay with you, but I have to move on.
I hope you understand.
Love Harry.
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No, Harry. I dont understand.
I really dont.
After I red the letter I ran out of the restaurant, but you were gone. I just ran arond in town looking for you, but you were gone.
My dress were dirty and wet when I came home. I had to walk all the way home because there were no cabs in town.
I called you hundreds of times, I left messages on every call. I sent you textmessages. You didnt answer, Harry.
Why?
Thats all I have to say. What did I do to deserve this.
It's been 13 days 4 hours and 43 minutes since you left the restaurant.
I'm lost, Harry.
Please help me.
