Johns texts, a sherlock fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.

I miss you. Every day. Every second. Life is hard without you. It feels like an uphill struggle. Please come home-

Do you remember when you shot the wall? We still haven't fixed it-

People keep telling me to move on but how can I move on when I know that you aren't really gone?-

I'm trying to find you. I need you-

Tell me where you are-

Shall we meet up somewhere private where no one will see you?-

People are trying to make me doubt you but I know you, I know that you aren't a fake like everyone's saying. I need you to prove them wrong-

Maybe they are right-

Maybe you made it all up-

Please come back, I need you to come back-

Maybe you aren't even still alive-

I can't handle life without you-

I don't want to live like this anymore. I can't sleep, I can't eat and I can't stop thinking about you-

Please let me know that you aren't dead-

I blame myself you know, for falling for that fake call about Mrs Hudson-

Lestrade blames himself too, he thinks your death is his fault, he resigned, said he was useless without you-

Mycroft thinks it's his fault; he gave Moriarty your life story which he used to destroy you-

We all blame ourselves but in the end, it is all your fault-

I want to end everything. I am so alone-

I'm broken without you, I need you to come back and fix me-

I'm finally going to end it all; I've left a note for you. I am nothing without you-

I'm not dead-