I loved her. She didn't love me back. She said so herself.
I wish she did. I didn't want it to come to this, but I don't have any other choice.
She was always so perfect....I wouldn't have been enough anyway. Not for her.....
And there was no way I was going back to Pansy.
"Are you sure you want me to do this?" Asked my friend.
"I'm sure."
"It was nice knowing you, mate."
A flash of green overtook my vision. My final thought? 'I'm gonna miss you, 'Mione.'