Chapter68

#Chapter68

Harry-

Whether it was waking up against a tree one morning, soaked from rain and shivering, or the fact that I had no recollection of what had happened the night before until I saw her face or even that there's this tune I've found that always brings her to mind but the days have gotten longer and the nights so much shorter. I miss the sweet dreams of her smile and laugh to soothe my aching soul, that stopped the loneliness but now each dream is a nightmare, reliving the same moment she said goodbye over and over. That is- If I sleep.