This can be the perspective of any character ..maybe it is Hermione's relationship with Ron or for that matter Severus' with Dumberldore. Let your imagination run wild...but do tell me who you think this applies to.
I don't know when it started, but then again does it truly matter. All I know is that sitting here with nothing but my thoughts for company it struck me – my dependence.
When alone all I think about is you, where you are what you are doing ; what we could be doing if you were here; all these thoughts tumbling in my head , tangled threads no beginning no end . Endless streams of thoughts about only you. There is no space for anything , anything but the truth .
It creeped up on me , surely , steadily, by the minutes hours days that we spent together. Till there was nothing but you, in the once colourful canvas of my life. You were there tainting everything I touched, there was nothing free of you . What was meant to be a drop of colour on a canvas became the canvas itself. My world shrunk to you.
Sometimes I wish I could run away, somewhere where you were nothing but a voice in the wind reminding me of a memory, nothing but a thread holding me where there was once a a world where I was the centre and you were not the foundation. Where there was me and not what you made me. But then I wake up, and I see my dreams for what they are , just dreams that will disappear once I hear your voice , see your face.
Before I met you I was something more than a part of you. But love made me mould myself to your wishes , change myself to your desires and become what you wanted . my love corrupted our essence , it became something vile and tainted not able to give you what you needed because that required strength I no longer owned and emotions I could no longer spare from the walls that protected my own delusions.
Let me loose now and I will not survive , not because I have forgotten how to but more because I don't wish to . Because I have become a reflection of your dreams and without you I will become wisps of a memory that just tickle your conscious but will never actually be remembered. I will cease to be.
I beg of you , don't leave me alone , never leave me without something of you to hold on to because the truth creeps in , it reveals things I don't want to know , don't want to hear . Please I don't want to face what I have become , I don't wish to see me.
I wish only you.
Author Note
Hey this is my first fanfic ,pls feel free to comment on this ..i wud luv to know whether u have experienced something similiar as well or just simply what you felt about this fic , ur thoughts, ur criticism etc. Thanx for reading
Devillish Angel