No one was crying. No tears at his funeral only silence. He changed so many people lives and sacrificed his own happiness for them and no one had the decency to cry for him. He gave up so much including his life in the end. Why won't anyone cry? Because no one wanted to be here they only came because they felt obligated to. He was their teacher, their protector but that was it. No one felt that they loved him.
If it wasn't for them he could have been happy. If it wasn't for her he would have been happy. But she owned his heart even in death, even when she didn't want it. I hate her, she destroyed his life. She destroyed my life. I could have made him happy. I wanted to so much. But he couldn't let her go. Everything he did was for her. She didn't care she treated him like dirt while she was alive. She gave him up for the person he hated most. She didn't think how it would affect him.
Ever since I met him I loved him. He was the only person that could have made me happy. He didn't care he still loved her. Day after day I offered myself to him. I offered my love. He refused every time. I guess I wasn't good enough for him. I could never be as pure and innocent as her because everyone knows that she was perfect and could never have done anything wrong. How dare I say a single thing about her? She was perfect, and sweet, and caring. The only thing I ever wanted, my only wish was for him to allow me to love him, to care for him. But that could never happen because of her. I hope that she is happy that she destroyed two lives. She better be with him now. She better make him happy. Because she took away my chance of making him happy. Perfect Lily Evans if you don't make his afterlife perfect I will find someway to make your afterlife hell.
Someone is crying now. It is a loud hysterical sobbing. He is gone and I will never have him. Oh it is me crying. I am the only one with tears for him. I drop to my knees. People look at me with pity. "I heard she loved him" they whisper. "He refused her every time she told him" others say. Both things are true. I wasn't good enough for him. I couldn't hold a candle to perfect Lily Evans. And I know that I never will. Just like him I will be alone forever.