Warning- I was just feeling poetic, so here you go- Please don't flame me!

Disclaimer- I own very close to nothing, even my soul has been hocked; however if I owned Snape, well, lets just say it wouldn't be very PG

I lie in bed and I see your eyes gazing at me from the starry depths of the world beyond my window.

The wind in the trees is your voice, whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

Storm clouds gather in the East- chaotic and dangerous, yet passionate and calculated- like your soul.

I lie and remember your tutelage as you taught me the beautiful art of potions, and the heartbreaking reality of life.

I lie and see your face, contorted in fear and hate, as you carry out your duty.

I scream and thrash- for you sacrifice so much for our cause.

You sacrificed our love, for my life-

And for that, My heart will always belong to the Half-Blood Prince- a King among men.