admit it.
you like her.
you like the way her flamingredhair
falls onto her back
ohsoperfectly;
it drives you mad, doesn't it?
too bad she's a b l o o d t r a i t o r
howunfairisthis? you think.
to see her snogging t h a t p o t t e r b o y
because you wanted to be the one
s n o g g i n g her senseless.
you know that you will never be with her
especially when she gets m a r r i e d
to thatpotterboy you hate so much
it scarred your m i n d sofreakingmuch it's c r a z y
you cried when you heard about how h a p p y they were
how b e a u t i f u l their children were
like their mother
while you were stuck in an arrangedmarriage;
with someone you have never met.
she was a total b i t c h to you
alwaysnagging
a l w a y s c o m p l a i n i n g
it's unfair isn't it?
how sad you are
and how happy she is
sometimes, you d r e a m
about a future
where the two of you
with her crazy red hair
and your smirk
live in your manor
l a u g h i n g and d a n c i n g
every moment of the day
with two little girls
dancing with you
but you know that will n e v e r happen
and you'll have to live with the fact
that she hates you.
admit it.
youloveher.