I wish you were here to hold me again and tell me that everything will be okay. To tell me what to do when I'm lost. To make me laugh even though I feel awful. To tell me the most stupid and silly facts. To make me listen to the beautiful music you love so much, but you're gone. That boy, my friend, is gone and only lives in my memories. You're a different person now. Someone I rather not know, but in moments like these I miss you more than ever.
[ bericht aangepast op 15 feb 2017 - 21:42 ]
Happy Birthday my Potter!