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Mr. Harry Styles-Hackley
88 Cherry Street
MOONWOOD
CT84 6YX
06.05.2016
To my Darling Harry,
I wish I could start this letter on a less sombre note than I am. I’ve tried to write it a handful of times now but I never quite know how. I do now.
I’m not sure why I’ve addressed this to your old house – Louis’ now – but something about it seemed right. Louis, if you’re reading this, thank you for taking care of my boy for all of those years that I couldn’t. Thank you for believing in him. I apologise for my penmanship, it’s not as good as it used to be after two heart attacks, I’m afraid. I’m sure you won’t mind.
Harry. My darling, lovely Harry. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous of Louis, as much as I am thankful for him. Please do not be upset when you read this. I know these will be my last few days with you. In this life and on this earth at least. They say you know, impending doom. I think I do know. I do not wish you to be upset though, I know we will always be with one another, in life and death. Always, always, always.
I suppose I’m not entirely sure why I’m writing this letter. To tell you I love you? You already know that, I hope. I’d write it in the sky if I could. I guess I want to say my goodbyes, I’m too much of a coward to say it to your face. It’s rather funny, isn’t it? Too afraid to face you with this after everything we have been through. I won’t torture you with this much longer darling, I promise you that.
You have loved me in a way I never thought I was worthy of having, a way I didn’t even know was capable. Nobody ever quite thought we’d make it, did they? Well, they look rather silly now. You taught me to be a better version of myself, to understand the world in a way I’d never seen it before. Thanks to you, I have lived.
I imagine you’ll be back from your morning walk with Archie soon. I’ll greet you with a kiss and tuck this letter away somewhere you can't find it just yet. Our story has been rather remarkable, hasn’t it? Please do not be sad at my parting, you were always quite the ugly crier. I know I will be with you again, my beautiful, beautiful boy. Somehow my love grows fonder with each passing day breath. Live, darling. Until we meet again, my flower.
Loving you endlessly,
Your devoted husband, Billy.
RETURN ADDRESS:
Hackley-Styles, Billy
14 Broome Hill
HIGHLAND
CT62 3TR