Dear Journal,
Things are getting bad. I don't know if I feel like being alive anymore, but I have to be for Mum and the girls.
Mum is feeling better, at least. She looked at a few of Mark's things and remembered that he's happy, wherever he is.
I wish the same could be for Harry. I wish Harry died - oh, that came out wrong. What I meant was I wish Harry had been alive at one point. I wish that I had a reason to be sad about not seeing him, or at least a reason that other people would understand.
I want to follow my heart, like Harry told me to. But, how do I follow my heart if it follows him, into oblivion?
Louis
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reality ➸ larry
Fanfiction❝he told me to follow my heart. i told him that my heart goes wherever he does.❞ or; louis has a journal, and a bad sense of telling when something's wrong.
