Dear Harry,
Today I'm writing to you. It's may 12th. Im 26 and you're 29. You're working on some project from work and I'm sitting right beside you. On our bed.
Harry I love you.
I love you more than I love myself.
I want the best for you. Please know that It would've gone bad alot sooner if you weren't by my side.
You had my back. You got me through so much. You were a shoulder for me to cry on. You were everything I needed and more.
I don't deserve you. Don't you dare say no because we all know the truth. You deserve to have someone just like yourself. Cheerful, kind, beautiful and full of life.
I'm not the right one for you.
I don't know when you're reading this but I just hope it isn't too late. I hope you're staying strong. I hope you're living.
I'm sorry for wasting your time. I'm sorry you had to deal with me for ten years. I'm deeply sorry.
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+Ready to sleep love?
-Yeah just a second.
/
You just kissed me.
I'll never forget this.
I'll never forget you.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Diary, // L.S
General Fiction[𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅] "Goodbyes hurt when the story is not finished and the book has been closed forever." No one listens to him so he pours his heart out in a diary. ~ short-ish story !!!Trigger warnings in the prologue!!!
