You don't remember me
But I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard
Not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream
And dream I do
You know that one person that you are sure you will love for a lifetime? Well, he was that person for me.
I fell for him before I could even realize what was happening. No one understood it. Hell, I didn't understand it. But I felt it. Being with him was, well . . . intoxicating. He was my drug. When he held me, I felt like I could do anything. He whispered to me promises of what I could be. Of what he could make me. And I believed him.
He hurt me, that much is painfully obvious. He damaged me. I tried to leave him, I really did. But they just didn't understand. I needed him. Without him, I was nothing. Not beautiful, not smart or graceful or anything even remotely special. But he made me into someone else. Someone much better than plain Ginny Weasley.
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you
To live, to breathe
You're taking over me
I had power. More power than most could even dream of. Some people may try to tell you that power is nothing. That it doesn't matter. But they are so wrong. With power, you can do anything. Be anything. You can be everything.
I chose to be his queen. He told me I was beautiful, and that made it so. Beautiful and dark and twisted. I wanted to destroy them. All of them. They were only obstacles. He promised me that we would kill them together. He took such good care of me. As long as I had him, the world was perfect. He would protect me.
Have you forgotten all I know
And all we had
You saw me mourning my love for you
And touched my hand
I knew you loved me then
They killed him. Murdered him in cold blood. And I was forced to watch. He fell to the ground, blood trickling from his mouth. He did not scream. He was too strong to scream. It is one thing that I loved about him. He choked out my name and I rushed to his side. He told me that he was sorry that he couldn't keep his promise. And he died, his stormy gray eyes rolling back in his head.
They tried to comfort me, claiming that it was all for the best. They were certain that he had put some sort of spell on me to keep me with him. They are so naive. But I allowed them to take me with them, back to my old home. It felt foreign to me now. They smiled and hugged me tightly. I wanted to scream at them. How could they be smiling when the one I loved lay dead, by their hands?
I believe in you
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you
To live, to breathe
You're taking over me
I settled back in here, slowly slipping into this dull routine. No one noticed that I was quieter, more withdrawn. They barely noticed me now that they had me back. They were nothing like him. He would never have ignored me like this. I was his queen, and he treated me accordingly. But here, I was only Ginny. The youngest girl, and the biggest screw up. They didn't trust me, though they liked to pretend that they did. And they certainly didn't love me. Not the way he had.
Every day, I asked myself why I hadn't just killed them when I had the chance. But the answer was obvious. It was too easy. He had always told me never to take the way. That was the coward's path. I refused to be a coward. One day, they would get what was coming to them. I would make sure of it. I would avenge him. They took away the one person in this world who understood me. And they would pay. Until that day, I would wait.
I look in the mirror and see your face
If I look deep enough
So many things inside that are just like you are taking over