Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all things relating to him are not mine.
Authors Note: POV might be a little confusing, but this is all coming from Ginny's POV, just remember, Draco and Ginny is my favorite ship ;) This is my first, and probably last, try at poetry, if you can call it that.
Lust
Lust fills me…
I tell myself:
Platinum hair, slick body
I tell myself that's it
But what I crave
I cannot see…
Or touch…
Only feel…
And hear…
And seek…
Such a beautiful soul, you have
But no, not mine
Never mine
But I can wish
I can always wish
And watch
And dream
Envy?
Maybe…
Never!
You would think he would notice
Maybe even care
As I fell from grace
But he was a little preoccupied
With stuff
Friends, he said
With things I shouldn't be thinking about
But I know…
Hate
I hate you
I'm supposed to
It's in my nature
All I know
What I was taught to know
But then you looked
And saw
The real me
The hidden me
And it scared me to know
You knew…
…what I hid…
…what I feared
What I loved…
NO!
I won't let you!
I won't
No, no, no, no, no, NO!
Stop! I won't let it
Confusion is in my head
My heart has been shattered
To little pieces
No longer exist…
No longer beating…
Just cold
But no! I don't want it
Falling
Deeper and deeper
Farther and farther
Will it stop?
Doubt it
Do I want it to stop?
Most definitely
Will I let it stop?
Of course not
Endings
No wedding bells
No children
No you and I
No us
We were never meant to be
I see that now
I knew it back then
But I ignored it
Wanted to
Needed to
Have to
Breaking
Apart from you
Can't handle it
Can't handle you
I've learned so much
Yet know so little
You were always the smart one
You were always the pretty one
No
Not 'were'
Are
You are my everything
Sunshine
Smile
Love
But you are not one thing
No matter how hard I try
And try
And fail
But you will never be mine
Sometimes I don't even know why I bother
All I wanted was acceptance
For someone to love me as much as I loved them
But no
It didn't happen
Again
I fooled my little heart into believing that this could be
The real thing
But no
Not now
Maybe not ever
I'm either too smart
Too dumb
Too ugly
Too something
Never perfect
I knew it was too good to be true
I knew I should've been content with what I had
But I gave it up and for what?
Nothing
Nada
Zip
You were nothing but an illusion
What I thought we had
A fragment of my imagination
Wishful thinking, at most
I hate it
The way I respond
But then you say something nice
And my heart starts racing, again
Starts pounding within my chest, again
And I'm back where I started, again
Lust fills me…
Authors Notes: Should I give my version of poetry another try?