Lilly,

My delicate flower,

I promised to protect you,

I promised to keep you from harms way,

but what about words,

Yes words?,

it took few words to drive us apart,

when the sorting hat screamed "Gryffindor.",

while I was placed in Slytherin,

we hardly saw each other unless it was the weekend,

Three words stole your heart,

when Potter said " I love you."

But what drove us apart most was my words,

hatred to the man you loved,

drove me to use words I promised I would never use,

The word " Mudblood" broke your heart,

it broke mine too,

You picked a secret keeper,

the wrong one I must add,

His words went to the dark lord,

I never saw you again,

My Lilly your life's not over,

it carries on in your son,

A boy named Harry,

who is already bound to be our chosen one,

I wont let the dark lord harm him,

If that means I must sacrifice myself,

that's O.K. with me though,

Because I know that then I will see my Lilly again.

The words we choose are important,

the word I wish to choose now are " I'm sorry."

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