I see you with your hands on my chest, crying. You try desperately to restart my heart, but to no prevail. You sob my name repeatedly like a broken record. It breaks my heart.
"I'm here." I want to say. I want to wrap you in my arms, but I can't. We're stuck in this twisted nightmare, desperately hoping to wake up but knowing we won't. This is real. I'm dead.
Your red hair is drenched by the rain, but it's nothing compared to the tears pouring down your cheeks. You're still sobbing my name, but you now hold my body in your arms. My head lolls sickeningly to the side, my green eyes are staring vacantly at nothing. This isn't what I promised you- this is the exact opposite of it. I promised you I'd come back for you and that we'd be together. We were so close to our goal, Gin. What happened?
Til death do us part.
Death came way too quickly. I died without telling you I loved you. I really hope you know how much I loved you. How I continue to love you now as a ghost. My heart was yours since sixth year, Gin. Maybe even before that. God works in funny ways. I never loved Cho; you were my first and last love. I know I was yours, too.
Our hearts belonged together... but I want you to move on, Gin. I know you can't hear me- I wish you could, I wish I could talk to you one last time... I wish I could tell you goodbye and kiss you goodbye. I wish I could hold you. I wish I was alive. But I'm not anymore. I'm dead at seventeen.
You're sixteen, Ginny. Sixteen and beautiful. I want you to try and move on for me. Don't die over me, please. I know you're in so much pain right now, but don't let go, love. You have to stay strong and keep playing this game called life. Just remember that I'll always love you. You lift your head suddenly, and turn your tear stricken face towards my direction. No... It's impossible... But can you hear me, Gin? You continue to stare at where I'm standing, but then turn your head. I sigh. I guess you can't.
"I love you, Harry," you whisper in the forest clearing. "I know you're with me. I can feel you. I miss you." you begin crying again and suddenly you're in my arms. My arms wrap around your tiny frame and I bury your face into my shoulder. You shiver, but I place a kiss onto where your lips are. I wish I could feel it. I wish I could feel you, Gin. But I can't.
I can't even feel the texture of your sweet smelling hair. I want to cry, but no tears fall from my eyes. I'm truly dead, inside and out. I hate that... all I can feel is my love for you, but it feels further and further away with each second that passes. I'm forgetting what it's like to feel alive.
"I love you too, Ginny," I manage to whisper. "Never forget that." your head snaps up.
"Harry?" you ask, looking around. "Harry, where are you?" I try to answer you, but you don't hear me. You lay your head back down upon my shoulder and close your eyes. You're so close, yet so far away.
I'm sorry, Ginny.