Thank you to my beautiful beta Relala for straightening this one up a bit for me!
To whoever finds this,
I can't handle existence anymore. My life, my love, my Severus, was taken from me by a Muggle illness. We survived Death Eaters and Voldemort together, but a simple Muggle illness killed my beloved. I loved Severus from the time I was fourteen, and after we defeated Voldemort, we were finally able to be together, and then less than five years later he was taken from me.
My friends who were still alive after the war have abandoned me because they either couldn't understand my relationship with Severus, or they can't stand that I've been unable to get over his death.
I've spent a year trying to "get over it" and I just can't. My very heart and soul have been ripped to shreds and they won't ever heal. My other half, my soul mate has left me, and I can't live in this world alone any longer.
Goodbye,
Harry James Potter-Snape