harry
guilt. it's all i feel now. well, that's a lie. because most of the time i feel nothing. just numb.
it's crazy to think that only a few weeks ago we were laughing, having a great time.
and now i'm standing at your grave, wondering where it all went wrong.
what broke you? when did it all start, and why? could we have saved you, if we were less self-obsessed?
these are the questions that keep spiralling through my brain.
the sad part is, i'll never know the answers. unless i could just see you one last time.
vik
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broken | harry lewis
Fanfictionthe story of a boy. who felt himself slowly breaking until the end. the end that left six boys deeply saddened. the end that left six boys broken.
