I love you, I want you,
I miss you when you're away,
Here is a list of all those things,
Those things I'll never say…
This is just a poem,
A poem from me to you,
To tell you all my feelings,
I hope you'll reciprocate too.
I missed those moments to tell you,
Exactly how I feel,
All through our lives I took for granted,
The value of true loves zeal.
And now I fear it is too late,
As I lie here on the ground,
I feel weak and lifeless without you,
And fear I shall never be found.
I composed this poem inside my head,
To keep myself alive,
Because, Hermione, let truth be known,
I cannot live without you by my side.
I want to hold you close, Hermione,
And whisper in your ear,
All those things I need to tell you,
All those things you'll never hear.
I must find you and tell you those wondrous things,
The things I must convey,
Here is a list of all those things,
Those things I'll never get to say…
