Dear Harry

Letter ten

Dear Harry,

I'm scared I'll never get to meet you.
That I'll never see your beautiful dimpled smile. I mean your real smile, not the one you put on for the cameras.
I just want to feel your arms wrapped around me and your head nuzzled in my neck. Just once, I just want to feel it once before I go.
It won't be long before I go though. I just can't take it anymore. The pain in my chest and the hatred towards myself is becoming too much. If only you were here to take the pain away.
Just having you as my hero have been enough so far, but I'm starting to feel like this isn't enough. It's not enough to keep me going anymore. But it's not your fault. It could never be your fault. If you ever do read my letters, please don't blame yourself for this. You never caused it. It was actually you who made me fight for this long, without you there wouldn't even have been a fight in the first place.

I'm not ready to go yet, but I think I will be soon, and I hope that we can meet somehow once your time has come. Do you believe in heaven? Because that's where I'll be waiting for you. Not just yet, but soon. Very soon.

Love, Florence.