Where Do Broken Hearts Go » n.h. (editing)

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                                                                                                                 November 30, 2014

Dear Jane,

I asked Harry again how you were doing, he didn't snap at me like how we usually would, but he just said you were "okay". I asked him what he meant by that, but I guess he realized he gave out too much information already so he just shrugged again.

Well, its been a week since I wrote that letter. I'm pretty sure you wouldn't even read that, you probably threw it in the garbage can after you saw it in your mailbox. I can't blame you, I mean if I were in your shoes I would do the same. Actually I wouldn't just throw it in the garbage I would burn it, but that would be too much work and everyone knows that you are too lazy to do that haha.

I really miss those days where we would just lay in bed and do nothing. Those were moments I took for granted, I took most of our moments together for granted. It wasn't because I felt like you didn't matter to me, it's because I didn't think that those moments would come to an end. I felt like we would be able to be in each others presence and feel each others love till we grow old and grey. 

I guess the saying "you never really know how much something means to you until it's gone" (I think it goes something like that not sure) is true. I didn't cherish the moments we had together and that is something I can put in the list of things I regret doing. 

I still am sorry for what I did. I can never really get enough sleep since the memories of our break up still haunt me and Harry's words always echo at the back of my head.  

I have nothing else to say.

                                                                                                               Yours truly,

                                                                                                                   Niall

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edited: January 3, 2016