A/N: So, I wrote this in a different style than before. Like, poetry, but with an explanation. Do you like it?
Disclaimer: Charries are Ms. Rowling's. Plot line is mine c:!
i. It freezes my body -
So cold; so numb
The shadows, they surround me
They and I are one
It started with a kiss, and ended with one, too. His lips, reaching mine, so gentle. His lips, molding hers, in a passionate embrace. It's a wonder, how fragile these things are. How easily they can be crushed, in a careless word or deed. And how so much of life is pride, and forgiveness.
ii. Come, they whisper in my ears
Fingers forever reaching,
To follow, is to claim your fears,
To walk hand in hand with them.
And now, I am alone. Rumors fly through the school about us, but I am shattered. I feel dead. I should be dead. He was my everything, and when he left...now I have nothing.
iii. I see him, through the misted veil
pulled by the shadows over my eyes
His shadows, too, trail after him
They wear none such disguise.
I know it haunts him too - he stares at me, in anger, in hate. He doesn't understand, how I gave him everything. I need him, I love him. And he...he feels nothing.
iv. His eyes meet mine, they stare in shock
His soul, portrayed in them.
My plea for him, shows in my gaze
"I need you not."
In my dreams, he is there. He is masked, but his silver hair tells me it is him. He always comes at the darkest night and he torments me. Oh, I should have known not to trust him.
v. That's all it took
For me to shatter -
A simple look -
A word, a phrase -
Ice shards, upon the ground.
He has a girlfriend now. A Slytherin, like him. He always told me he wasn't like them...I guess that was a lie. Like everything else he ever told me.
vi. I loved him with a fire
It was burned upon my heart,
on my bones, with my blood.
And I realize -
They kiss, they are madly in love. They whisper nothings to each other. They are constantly touching, and with each caress, a shard cuts deeper into my heart.
vii. I need him.
I need him.
Ineedhim - Ineedhim - Ineedhim.
Etched into me -
a scar from a long - past battle.
I realize now. I need him. That is all it was. Need. And he and the girl? They need each other as well. But there is a difference. Love and need - they are not the same. Love lasts forever. Need - it is temporary. Need is all Scorpius will ever get.
viii. It was not love that bound us -
It was need.
I fixed him, he needed me.
He completed me, I needed him
It was always need.
And that is why,
I walk away.
