September 10 - 2014

Harry came by again today. He said he was sorry for not coming for a while.

I broke down in front of him yelling at him for leaving me for so long even though he promised me he wouldn't.

No one knows Harry comes to meet me. They all think I'm just fooling around or taking his death terribly.

But they don't understand that Harrys not dead. He never died they are just being a bunch of hypocrites.

Harry and I cuddled on the couch and I cried into his chest half the time telling him to not leave me this time. He stroked my back telling me he wouldn't.

But just as my mother entered the room he vanished into thin air. I thrashed around on the couch begging him to come back but he didn't.

My mother calmed me down eventually telling me he's gone and I should just accept that now.

But you see I couldn't because he always came back telling me he's still here.

Harry and I will kiss and he will tell me everything is fine if we ever meet again.