harry
it's funny to think of how happy we all were together. laughing, playing fifa, arguing about pointless things.
and now, i'm here in my room alone, four of my best friends are dead, the last two are on the verge of suicide, and i myself can't bear to go on.
it feels strange to even smile knowing that you couldn't for months and months.
if only i had cared more about you, even though i did, more than you could ever imagine. i just should've showed it more.
maybe then you and josh and jj and simon would still be here.
i can feel myself slipping away.
it isn't a matter of how i die, but a matter of when. tomorrow, next week, next year. all i know is it'll happen at some point.
i'll break and the world will
go on.
and i won't have to feel lonely anymore. i'll be with my friends. and we can laugh together once more.
ethan
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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.
