A/N: This is my first fanfiction story and I know this isn't all that great, but please leave reviews with constructive criticism.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, nor do I own the song 'A Wish' by Gregory and the Hawk (it's a great song, go listen to it.)
The bright light seeps through my eyelids as I wake up. I glance to my left to see an already empty bed. I don't know why I always think you might stay; you never do. It's all a game to you.
I get let down every Sunday morning when I wake up alone. It's not like you're by my side when I wake up any other morning. It just stings when I fall asleep with you and wake up alone.
I understand that you need to get back to her.
Your wife.
Missus Malfoy.
Astoria.
I hate how I'm always going to be second to her. Despite the fact that I'm 'The Brightest Witch of My Age,' I won't ever be put first. I'm always going to wish I could be in her shoes.
I can feel myself getting too worked up over the whole ordeal again. I feel the tears behind my eyes again, just waiting to come pouring down my cheeks. I'm not strong enough anymore
I can't do this.
I ended up in the bathtub with the blood being ripped from my veins merging with the water pouring into the tub.
I can't even think straight now.
I only wanted the truth.
I only wanted a bit meaning behind it all.
The dreams won't suffice anymore.
When everything is fading away I let my exhaustion take me wherever it will go.
I know the dreams won't come anymore.
I know my heart has been long gone, since that very first Sunday morning.
I know that I can't hear the water running anymore and I can't feel the warmth of the tears on my cheeks.
I know that if I only had one wish, I would waste it on you.
I know that it's only a wish, and it won't ever come true.
Don't forget to leave a review. Thanks for reading!