A/N: A little drabble I wrote.
Enjoy :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter
I am sick of this. I am sick of the fact that I am the only one in this relationship that makes the effort. I am sick of the fact that he lies to me, telling me that he comes home late because of work, when we both know it's not true. I am sick of the way he stares at me, with love sick eyes, when we both know his loyalties lie elsewhere. I am sick of the way he holds me down, not letting me do what I want. I am sick of the way he loves the attention he gets, keeping me in the dark. I am sick of the way he criticizes me, about everything I do. I am sick of the way he makes me slave for him and then not give me any credit. I am sick, sick of him.
So, that is why I left him. To live my life MY way. Not his. That's when I met the other man in my life, the one who was so much like me, yet totally different. That is the man who picked up the pieces, when the other broke my heart. That is the man who held me when I was crying. That is the man who was there for me, when I most needed it. That is the man who tells me he loves me, every day. That is the man I fell in love with. That is the man who made me who I am today. That is the man who I married. That man is Draco Malfoy.