October 3 - 2014

I've been going to the psychiatrist lately. My mother thinks its good for me.

I tell the guy stories about Harry and I. I tell how happy we used to be. But now we are both just lost in our own worlds fighting our demons on our own.

He told me that I need to stop thinking about Harry and move on. But cant anyone understand me!

I cant...

I have realized over these few days that Harry left me nothing behind. I expected him to.

Harry saw me today alone at the park so he came and sat down next to me. He told me to be happy and that he will always love me.

With that he kissed me and left.

He was gone.

Gone once again.

I will tell harry not to go away and not leave me ever again if we ever meet again.