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Dear Harry...

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You can't run from the inevitable and I guess this was inevitable but that doesn't mean it hurts any less. I couldn't see him, talk to him or even ask about him. What I could do was write, so I wrote him letters. Letters that had my heart and soul i...

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by moleymo

Dear Harry

It's been 10 days. I went to see my therapist last week. She's not much help. She gave me a book, a diary. As she held it out to me I froze for a moment. It was brown. It looked like your journal. But after a second or two I realised it would never be yours, you would never be parted from yours and yours had heart, was worn and smelt of coffee and cologne. Yours had random thoughts scribbled on the cover as well as inside. I unfroze and took the book from her. I fingered the cover gently. Then raised an eyebrow at her. "I want you to write your thoughts in it for a week." "At least one thought an hour" she told me. I nodded. That won't be hard I thought. But I was completely wrong Harry. The first day of my book read this:

Monday

10.00 AM:

~why?

11.00 AM:

~ breakfast- not hungry. Don't think I'm going to eat this.

12.00 PM:

~Tea- my favourite mug. I almost used his.

1.00 PM:

~ Lunch- ham sandwich. Nothing special. It wasn't even a manwich.

2.00 PM:

~T.V- Americas top model. This is awful, why am I watching this? It passes time I suppose.

3.00 PM:

~Liam's here. What did I do to deserve him?

4.00 PM:

~ Liam says I'm doing better. Im not I've just got better at hiding it.

5.00 PM:

~Liam's gone home. My house is so empty.

6.00 PM:

~don't think of him. Don't think of him. DON'T! Find something to take your mind off him.

7.00 PM:

~ I've made dinner. The only thing I can make. The thing he taught me. Chicken stuffed with cheese, wrapped with bacon.

8.00 PM:

~ A boy once told me, if everything else fails, get in the shower.

9.00 PM:

~ I showered until the water went cold. I couldn't even feel it

10.00 PM:

~ I might as well sleep I have nothing else to do.

11.00 PM:

12.00 AM:

1.00 AM:

~why am I still awake?

2.00 AM:

~ Harry

When I gave it back to her today she told me I didn't understand the assignment. I told her I did but writing your name repeatedly each hour wouldn't help me. Though I try to get you out of my mind, truth is I got lost without you and since then........well

I'm sorry Harry

Yours sincerely Louis