Title: Behind These Hazel Eyes
Summary: Behind these hazel eyes lies a world of pain. How can you hurt me like this when we were supposed to be "meant to be"?
Disclaimer: I don't own the song (which is written by Kelly Clarkson) or HP.
A/N: Please read my other oneparter "Simple". It's rumoured to be one of my best stories.
A/N2:This is sort of like a letter, written to Ron after he left. Futurefic.
Behind these hazel eyes lies a world of pain. How can you hurt me like this when we were supposed to be "meant to be"? How can you Ron? Everybody has always thought we would end up together. And we did. Weren't we happy? Was I not good enough for you? Maybe you finally realised that being with me wasn't all it's cracked up to be. I know I'm difficult Ronald Weasley, but I was willing to change. I thought we would work things out. I thought we could be okay. We could make it work.
Seems like just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand so tall
I used to be so strong
Your arms around me tight
Everything felt so right
Unbreakable like nothing could go wrong
Now I can't breathe
No I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on
You made me better in so many ways. You made me relax. I could let go of things I was formerly obsessed over. You helped me achieve my goals. I thought I did the same for you. I thought what we had was good. We had a home, a family, and you threw it away. Was it too boring for you? Did you miss the adventures we used to have at Hogwarts? Did you regret staying with me when I was pregnant, instead of following Harry into battle? Do you blame me? Is that it?
Here I am
Once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny
Can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I've cried
Behind these hazel eyes
I'm silent now. I work and I take care of the kids. Kids, Ronald! You left them, even more than me! You left me and I'm not even allowed to cry because I have to be strong. They can't see their mother breaking down. They have already lost their father. When I'm alone, at night when the kids are sleeping soundly, I sometimes cry. A few sobs, that's all I allow myself. I can't cry over you. You're not worth it.
I told you everything
Opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright
For once in my life
But that's just it. You were. You are. I've always loved you. For so many qualities you yourself didn't even see. I loved you. I still do. I think. Part of me does. Part of me still wishes for you to come back though I would probably scream and throw plates at you if you dared to show up. If you would only tell me why. So I could move on. So I would know what to change. If it really was me to begin with. Maybe it wasn't me. Maybe it was just you. Us. Not being meant to be.
Now all that's left on me
Is what I pretend to be
Sewed together with what's broken up inside
Cause I can't breathe
No I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on
They are asking for you Ron. Asking when their daddy is coming back. I know how they look at me. They think I chased you away. They feel the need to blame someone because they can't believe their daddy just got up one day and decided to leave them behind. They need you Ron. They need their daddy to tell them it's not their fault. How can I tell them that when I don't even know whose fault it is? Why you did it? I am trying to be strong for them Ron, but it breaks my heart every time they ask for you. Every time the doorbell rings and their eyes just light up, only to dull once more. It really breaks my heart. I wonder, if you could see them, see the way they hug me, scared that I'll be leaving too...I wonder if it would be enough. I wonder if it would make you come back.
Swallow me and spit me out
For hating you I blame myself
Seeing you it kills me now
No I don't cry on the outside
ANYMORE!
anymore
I wish you would. Come back. Even if it was just for them. You don't need to come back for me anymore. I don't want you to come back when you threw me aside like junk. And part of me hates you, hates you like I thought I couldn't hate anybody but Voldemort. I hate you for what you did to them. To your children. I hate you for what you made me become. I'm empty nowadays. I can't be truly happy when our daughter gets a good mark or when our baby son smiles at me. I register things, but they don't reach my heart. You broke it.
Here I am
Once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny
Can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cried
Behind these hazel eyes
And still I love you. I love the man you were before you ran away. I love the hope that still lingers in my heart, providing just enough strength to go on. I love how our kids take after you, because you will never have truly left me. I love you Ronald Weasley, but it obviously wasn't enough.
All my love,
Hermione Weasley.
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