My Small Depressions,

To My Dear Daniel Frilay,

I have lost you forever.
All i can see when i try and think of you,
Is your bruised and battered face.

The bump under my shirt is getting bigger every day.
Its getting harder to conceal,
Someone is bound to notice sooner or later.

I miss you so much.
I am going mad with this pain.

I love you,
Harlow Lauder, forever yours.