You
are like the diamond
You glimmer and glow
And shine so
brightly
Some, like me, draw close
To feel your warmth, your
heat
Only to find none
I try to get to know you better, to know what makes you tick. You hide it too well. You're my world…you fascinate me in more ways than one.
You
are like the diamond
You are bright and strong
But you have no
warmth, or love
It's a terrible game
To play with people's
hearts
Like mine
You're strong all right - come on you're one of the most powerful wizards ever. You're emotionless…and yet you're still so appealing! I desperately want you, and you know it, so why in Merlin's name won't you love me back?
You
are like the diamond
You will last longer than most
But you
will have no love
No warmth to back up that bright light
So
what kind of life will it be?
Besides long?
You're immortal…I heard Dumbledore say so…so you'll have a long life…but what about me? Why won't you love me? I love you so much I'd die for you…please…why?
Will
you regret it someday?
Regret being so much like the
diamond
Regret being so cold
And look for me
And find me
gone?
Can I ever leave?
No…you'll never regret it. I know, because I can tell you love being so much like the diamond. And no, I can never leave. I love you too much…
No,
I can never leave you
I am drawn to this cold light
This false
sense of warmth you give
I keep wishing and hoping
That
someday, you will give warmth
But, this will never be
I love you so much, I love the harshness you show, I love the way you play with my heart and then shatter it…I wish and hope every single damn day and night of my damn life, and yet I know this will never be. So why keep hoping? I don't know myself!
Diamonds last forever
You're immortal, so you'll last forever. I know that coldness will last forever too. And yet I love you all the more for it.
oOo
Tom Riddle read the letter from the woman who was so incredibly lovesick for him. No soul would ever guess that this woman could be lovesick, and yet, deep down, even though she was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he loved her too. He would never admit it though.
After all, this woman being lovesick spooked him a bit.
Because this wasn't just any woman.
This was…
A lovesick Minerva McGonagall!
Scary…very scary…
