We Could Be Heroes

by xoemzxo

I sit. My hands shaking, my heart broken, and only myself to blame. My heart and mind rest on a ship of broken dreams, and on a river of regret and anxiety. All for one women. The women I loved. Rated R For Future Scenes. A Fluffy "Feel Good" Story. All

We Could Be Heroes

By: xoemzxo..

Disclaimer I do not own Harry Potter. I Do not own any books though… I wish I was rich sigh

A/N: Hey.. My third started fan fiction, and I have an amazing feeling about this one. This is beautiful musical. Kind of like Moulin Rouge, with one of the Moulin Rouge Songs. But Not At All Like That, Not Really.

I sit. My hands shaking, my heart broken, and only myself to blame. My heart and mind rest on a ship of broken dreams, and on a river of regret and anxiety. All for one women. The women I loved. If I had not been so selfish and childish in my prior years, perhaps this would have never happened. Is this how Juliet felt, all those years ago? Knowing that god had brought grief instead of love? Death Instead Of Life? Darkness instead of light?. I often look back and I wonder, was it worth all the sacrifices I made? Would it have been easier just to ignore the feelings and go on? So here, on my little stool, I sit. It's a rain day outside, as well as inside my little room. I ponder these thoughts; not for the first time, of course, and certainly not the last.