Breaking
A/N: A pretty rubbish fic, I think…I don't know about you though. Oh, well. It could be based on any female character and paring, e.g. Hermione about Harry, Hermione about Ron, Ginny about Harry, Pansy about Draco, Hermione about Draco…you get the idea.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: It all belongs to JK Rowling…but the plot is mine. JKR owns the characters.
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Breaking
Everything seems so simple on the outside; yet, within, a mass of thoughts plagues the mind. They say that's what sets human kind apart from other creatures. We're capable of so many things; yet all we seem to do causes pain, hurt, suffering, and angst. Pain – oh, how it plagues my mind and body, like a hunter to the wolf. Never has my mind been so dark, so black, that it hurts me. This my friends is life; the thoughts of civilisation.
But I digress. I've always been one to want what I can't have – it haunts me day by day. I've done it again. Yet for the first time it is a living, breathing human – the one I desire with all my heart. The one to hold me, protect me, shelter me from the world. Before I merely desired for toys, books, and other material possessions – but this time, this time it's him. My heart aches, calls for him – yet he is deaf; blind to my affections; unable to hear my longing calls.
I can see his faults – he's not perfect. Yet he's different. It's not an obsession. How am I to know if this is love? I've never felt this before. If only someone could tell me; help me see through the mist that clouds my judgement to recognise my true feelings.
He haunts my dreams at night, his face plays on my mind's eye. Never can I forget his sparkling eyes, his soft hair, his sweet lips – my heart longs for him.
It breaks my heart to see him laughing and joking with other girls; of course, he knows me, yet I'm just 'that girl'. I don't know how to make him notice me – it's as if destiny wants to keep up apart, to keep our distance from one another.
My heart calls out every day for him, as if it needs him to survive. As if I need him to survive. To feel his soft caress against my skin; to have his soft lips touch mine; to smell the sweet scent of his hair against my face; to be his one and only. My heart no longer needing to beat; his breath my source of life. Lifting me up, flying me higher than heaven; each moment lasting an eternity.
Yet I'm dreaming. Longing for something out of my reach; that I can't have. And it's breaking me inside. Breaking me until there is nothing left but pain. Until my heart is scattered into the unknown, unreachable subconscious of my mind; my emotions run dry.
He's breaking me. And I slowly wear down, until nothing is left. He is my one and only. The one I need. When will he see my affection clearly? He shall grow old, never knowing of the feelings I hold for him, in his own little world – if I were a part of it, I would be eternally happy, yet I somehow feel that this world shall ignore me; never including me in it's peace, serenity, and care. If only I were a part of it.
If only.
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A/N: Short but sweet! Not very good, I know, but hey – that's my romance writing talent! My humour writing is much better, hehe! We're doing a play in Lost Co of my fic 'Revenge of the Cucumbers' – cool, huh? Hehe, I'm so proud!
Good luck to all you wonderful ff.net authors out there with your fanfics!
With love,
The author azira