Who would have known it would end like this?
Who would have guessed that all those years of terror, torture, and turmoil would end in such a way?
To think of the sacrifice Harry made, his own life to end the suffering of others, helps to stop the flow of tears a bit. But never do they stop, Always and forever will they run on, even if the outside of me is left unmarked. Forever will the tears stream on the inside, coursing through my veins.
My heart will forever be in the clutches of grief. I suppose, in time, the strength of the hold will lessen, but never will it cease. To think, what was once rightfully mine is now in the grasp of Death.
Who would have known after all those years of struggling in the fight of Good and Bad, of Light and Dark, It would all end in such a way. Years of suffering, ended by a few seconds pain, for some. But for me, the suffering will never end. It will continue on aching in my heart. Giving my heart a hunger that will never be filled.
Unbearable is the ache some days, some moments. But to give into the ache, giving Death just what he wants, is an act so unthinkable. I know Harry would never want it to end that way.
Sobs have invaded this body that was once in my power. But I give in to them, happy to relieve this tension on my soul in some way. This soul of mine, once full and complete, is now just a mangled mess, ridden with holes, half of what it used to be. Though through the blessing of Time, my soul will became more complete, slowly, piece by piece. Finally, it will be restored to what it once was, when Death takes over and reunites us.
Love is a bond not even Death or Time can break, an obstacle that shall never be beaten. The knowledge of this eases the suffering of my heart. Though only Death can join us together again, I will not give into temptation.
I am in for a life of loneliness, suffering and grief. But, someday, when life comes to a stop, so will the pain.
I will just have to wait it out, silently begging Time to hurry with it's task.