DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the plot/characters. (If I did, they would be about Charlie not Harry :p)

A/N: Ok, I'm having a real writer's block about 'unexpected places' so I thought I'd write this really quickly. Love all of you who reviewed the last time ------ You all rule lots and lots and lots

P.S It's cold here in England, let me know what it's like at the mo where y'all are now.

I never believed in love at first sight. I was a realist, sceptical, a thinker. I found the idea stupid, totally ridiculous and shallow. How could you fall for someone you didn't know? I never believed in love at first sight – until I met you.

I used to think that love was a game. A game I would never play. "Love". The word was overused and overrated as far as I could tell. I never believed in love – until I met you.

I fell in love with you. Fell hard, fell fast and fell strong. My love for you consumed my whole mind and my entire being. I finally knew what people were raving about.

And I would sit on the wall outside my house with your head resting on my knee. We would spend hours like that back then.

I always knew we belonged together. Like a puzzle, we simply fitted.

When winter came, we would curl up on the sofa together, laughing and joking – back when I knew what happiness was.

When you cheated, my world crashed down around me. You were my one and only, I was your one of many and yet I loved you still. Turns out you never loved me. I was your arm candy, an ornament, a possession.

Now, ten years later, I see you with him and I only feel regret. Regret that he knows not who he is dealing with. I feel glad that you hurt me sooner not later and I'm glad I am with her. I may not adore her for she will never be you, but I also know that I am nearly happy now but not as I was that summer, the summer I met you.

I always pictured us growing old together. It shouldn't be Katie in the family portrait.

Angelina, you were, are, and will always be my world, but going back to you would only cause more hurt and my heart is only mending now, after all this time. I cannot just break it again.