Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of it's characters, nor am I making any money from this story.
My Curse
With your smile you cursed me
With your intelligence you ensnared me
Dragged me into your world
A world full of self pity
A world full of self hate.
Always the victim,
Never the victor.
I never believed in fairy tale
Or prince charming
Yet theses are the qualities
You beg me to aspire to.
Ones that can never hold true.
There is no prince charming,
There never was
There never will be
Not without you.
Loving you is my curse,
A curse I did not ask for
Like you with yours.
Yet you throw me deeper
Never understanding
Never kissing me awake
From the despair
The consuming melancholy
The never ending nightmare.
I distance myself from you
hoping your distant presence
will wane the anger, hate
and yet love I hold for you
In till it is no more.
That is wishful thinking,
and lately
I have become good at that.
Authors Note: Yeah, I think it's safe to say that this is written before Tonks and Remus finally got together. I know that this is depressing, but I've been reading way too much Gothic Literature (for my course) than is good for any human being, so I'm sorry it's depressing.
Please review it makes me believe in all that is good and pure.
Solitary Witch