Author: Baby Giggles
Disclaimer: Not mine and no money are being made...
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Sometimes when I look into the mirror I see my self as I really am. Pathetic and weak, not the strong and courageous man everyone believes me to be.
I only see it when there is something I've failed at. Like when you died... I couldn't save you like I could have done. your eyes when you turned around and saw Voldemort casting that damnable curse on my back. So scared. And I knew. I knew you would throw yourself in front of me, leaving me alone. Then you threw yourself in front of it... and it killed you.
If only I had killed Voldemort before the final battle... If only you would listen to me and stay away from the battle... If only...
I stop to think as I walk down the street. An old man and a little girl is staring. They wonder why I look so sad, and why the haunted look in my eyes is present. I think of your rosy red lips twisting into one of your famous smirks. I think of your cold grey eyes that only warmed when we were alone...
A lonesome tear rolles down my cheek and I look up at the sky. God, I wish you was here. walking next to me, smiling and laughing like we did that time in New York...
The pain I felt the years after your death has never left me.. This short stabbing pain I somethimes feel when I hear your laughter in the wind and your eyes looks back at me when our daughter is angry over something, she is four years old now and he sweetest thing imaginable... A little smile grace my lips as a new tear rolls down my cheek. God, how I miss you! I wish you were here, holding my hand and kissing our daughter good-night at the evenings when you finished reading to her. But you aren't...
I walk up the grass hill. Silently wishing I could run and forget everything, but I can't. I can't.
I kneel in front of your grave and a new tear leaves my eyes. Everything is blurry and I lift a hand to wipe the tears away. "My beloved friend, lover, husband and father of our child, you will always be missed, but never forgotten." These words express all my feelings...
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." I whisper to the silent grave and put a rose down on the grass. "I'm so sorry that I never came before now, but..." My voice cracks and I can't see. I wonder if I am starting to go mad. I can hear your voice whispering in my ear like you did everytime we were about to sleep. "I love you. Sleep tight, baby...", you used to say, then you used to kiss me behind my ear and I snuggled really close and we would fall asleep...
Your voice is now whispering to me again and I look up and I can see you standing there looking at me. "Don't be sad..." you say and the wind blow your immage away.
And then... then I brake down. God I really miss you, love! I will always love you and never forget you!
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