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99 Days Without You
Dear Harry,
You've been gone for two weeks now. I haven't been coping well. The boys have even sent me to a therapist to help me forget. But I can't forget. You're all I ever think about. Your head of luscious curls, the way your smile lights up a room, your green eyes that I love so much. You're impossible to forget. I don't want to forget.
Of course the boys are worried about me. I'm even worried about me. My therapist is worried as well, and that's why she has handed me this journal, so I can write down my innermost thoughts. I'm supposed to give it to her every week to read over, and I just feel so weird giving it to her. Most of my thoughts revolve around you, so I guess that's why she wants to read it over, to make sure I'm handling everything well.
But to be honest I'm not, and yes I'm fairly aware she will read this. But the truth has got to come out sooner or later, yeah? She never specifically told me what to write, but just that I have to write. So I'm writing to you. I hope you don't mind. I want you to know how I've coped with the whole thing.
I'm going to tell you how it's been without you here with me. How I feel all day every day will be written down in here. Starting from day one, aka, the day you left this world.
Day One:
I woke up like I did every morning, expecting to find you curled up by my side. But when I turned over, the bed was empty, and you were nowhere to be spotted. At first I brushed it off, telling myself that you were just cooking breakfast or showering. But the lack of noise throughout the apartment should have deterred me, and I apologize that I didn't pay any mind to it. I should have known. I should have stopped you.
When I finally rose from bed, the silence in the house ..." http://wattpad.com/story/5331521
