Music… such beauty, such innocence…
I wanted more, but they wouldn't let me. Why though? What have I done to deserve this? Why won't they let me listen to that sweet music? Was it a crime to listen to that sweet angelic voice?
Ha! Who am I kidding? Since when was he angelic?! All he ever did was make my life miserable!
He's the sole reason why Harry's parents died! Why Ron died, why my own parents died, why Dumbledore died, why they all HAD TO DIE!
But yet, here I am, lying on green silk, waiting, waiting to hear his voice again. I guess this is what it feels like to love- just bloody confusing!
But then again, of all the people I had to fall for, I fell for Tom Riddle.