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…