Dear Harry is how it started every single letter would have those two words, but yet such words meant about hundred things each day, each week, each hour and each month, they meant goodbyes, hello's and I love you's but I hate you's as well, they would bright both pain and a little bit of pleasure. Dear Harry is what started us, but at the same time ended us with it's lasts words on a piece of paper. Dear Harry had brought are families together shown us that no matter where we were in the world we would have each other no matter what, even though it wasn't to touch nor feel, it felt as if we were there.

What would you do if your best friend committed suicide? What would you do if there was no way that you could help them? All there is left, is 199 letters. The only thing they left behind for you. © 2014, Ashley (larrystyIinson), All rights reserved