Maybe if my heart stops beating
it wont hurt this much
and never will I have to
answer again to anyone
One look at him, and Hermione Granger runs. Never in her life had she ever hurt so much. Not even when Ron had chosen Lavender over her. But now she looks at his laughing face down the hall, laughing with all his pureblood friends. Doing anything he can to fit in with them. Never again would she answer to him.
please don't get me wrong
because I'll never let this go
but I can't find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
but now I feel like I don't know you oh
She remembers the words she told him, telling him that he had never mattered to her. But she can't tell him that she'll never let him go; that he will always have a place in her heart. But she knows that the man who pushes her as he walks past is not the Draco Malfoy she had fallen in love with.
one day you'll get sick of
saying that everything's alright
and by then I'm sure ill be
pretending just like I am tonight
He tells his friends everything is alright. Saying that it'd been all a trick for the 'flithy mudblood'. But even she knows that isn't true. To many stolen nights, to many secret kisses for it all to be sick. And someday he'll get sick of pretending, as she is already.
let this go
let this go
She knows she has to let it go, just let it go. It's been a year and still he hasn't crawled back to her. Maybe he never loved her, and now she is broken. She can never let it go, not now, now ever.
ill never let this go
but I cant find the words to tell you
I don't want to be alone
but now I feel like I don't know you
Even after two years she hasn't let it go, and he has become more distant than before. Marrying a pureblood, much to his families pleasure. But she can see it in his eyes every time they pass each other at work, he still loves her. Even when he sneers she knows it hurts him just as much as it hurts her. She still doesn't want to be alone without him.
and I'll never let this go
but I can't find the words to tell you
that now I feel like I don't know you
She feels like this isn't her, and it isn't him. One more stolen night after too many drinks, a heated argument, and a night of passion. In a weeks time he is the man she doesn't know again. Laughing with his friends, and sneering at her. Now she is left alone, with one hand laid on her stomach. The proof of that one stolen night under her shirt.
Song by Paramore: Let this go
Sorry if it isn't very good.
Please review?
I'm writing a whole series of this with my favorite couples and songs from when I put my ipod on shuffle.
Alright, there you go.
This is a oneshot.
But is it a good basis for a long story?
-Josie