Nothing has a bigger impact than a loved one dying. I have never pondered to think about that, until I almost let go myself. Flashbacks of my one true love entered my brain like a sereal movie going through the love story of their typical flawless romance. But honestly that's not what happens. Take it from me. A girl who let others get to me so much, it was worth losing the best thing that ever happened to me. Harry. A boy I met walking the streets of London. The cheeky boy who never took life too seriously. A boy girls dream of falling in love with. I almost took that for granted. I almost let go. Almost.