Wake Up, Harry
Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling made these characters; I just get to pitch them as emo.
It hurts.
It hurts way more than it should. Harry...breaking up with me. How many times did I go through heartbreak before he realized I liked him? Every time he looked at another girl it would feel like my heart was breaking. But then he gave us a chance. Amidst the war and all the adventures with Dumbledore and my O.W.L.s, and we still had a wonderful relationship. I remember thinking "why did he choose me?" Harry could have had practically any girl in school and he chose me. For such a fraction of time though, how I wish it was more. I knew he would do this, I did. Because he's brave. Brave and bloody stubborn. Why doesn't he understand that I'd rather die and be with him then live forever without? I wish there was an easy way to tell him that. I know he's had an unbelievable amount of loss, but I know that in the end it will make him stronger, make him more determined. Why doesn't he realize I can help?
My insides cringe and my tears flow. How did I fall so madly in love with him, just to feel like this?
No. I will not give up. He will realize he needs me. And when he does, I will forgive him. I love him, its the only thing I can do. He needs to realize it soon, with the war there is no way of knowing when someone will die. Your friends, your family. Its all so painful right now why doesn't he understand we need each other! We will be stronger that way.
I'm here, Harry. I can help.
We will get that Voldemort bastard.
Wake up, Harry.