Author's note: Well, first story, a little strange... Don't know what came to me.
So enjoy and no, I don't own Harry Potter.
I see Her:
I see her, laughing with her friends in the common room.
Never once looking at me, never once thinking of me when laughing at
what stupid boy told her,
Never once glancing at me when she can't
ignores my tender look on her.
I see her, beautiful as always with
her long ruby hair and emerald eyes,
The porcelain skin and soft
fingers of an angel, I see her smiling her serene smile at everyone,
except me… of course.
I am in love with an angel but I am no angel and I can't be one.
I see her again, with some other boy
in some dark corridor.
Never once looking at me, never once thinking
of me when giggling when stupid young man kiss her,
Never once glancing at
me when she can't ignores my blank stare on her.
I see her again, beautiful as always with
her blood soak long hair and poisonous eyes,
The pale skin and voluptus fingers of a succubus. I see her smiling her voracious,
sharpened tooth smile at everyone, except me… of course.
I am in love with a monster but I am no monster and I won't be one.
I lastly see her, with some other man
in a dark street.
Never once leaving my eyes, never once stoping saying my name when stupid man hit her,
Never once her pitiful eyes stopped looking at me when she can't ignore my glare on her.
I lastly see her, beautiful as always with
her muddy pitiful hair and tired lifeless eyes,
The decayed skin
of a corpse and emaciated fingers of a dead, I see her smiling
lovingly at nobody except me… finally.
I am in love with a dead but I am no dead and I can't wait to be one.