Lingering Goodbye

Harry's going insane. That was the only way he could put it. He was all but ripping his hair off of his head. He came home to find Louis laying in bed, dead. Cold to the touch and everything. Harry is still in denial of the whole thing. Louis couldn't have killed himself. But then again, he did. So, what the fuck is happening? Is schizophrenia taking over? All that Harry knows is that he will never be able to shake off this lingering goodbye.