A/N: short one-shot because I'm bored, and ill. Blah. Ginny's take on Harry's leaving in the Deathly Hallows. Ginny/Harry J

Is nothing going to comfort me anymore? I just want to know when this pain and heartbreak is going to ease. I was fine for months, but then I started to think about it again. Why cant I let it go? Why would I let myself?

Sometimes I'm thankful for the wall I built around me. It keeps people out, but more importantly it showed me who cares for me enough to climb over it. But this wall has trapped my pain and emotions inside of it as well, and they can't get out. Not yet.

I want to be happy. It's almost summer. I won't have to go to school. I wont have to get up and leave, knowing that people will be looking at me and talking about me in ways that hurt so much I cant describe. I shouldn't let it get to me, but it does. So much. And every single day, I put a smile on my face and pretend like I'm managing. People come to me for comfort and I cant let them down, I love them too much to do that to them.

I need somebody to be there, to help me and to support me. To hold me and tell me that everything is going to be alright. But people do that to me now. Only, it doesn't work. They can't help me with this. It's another one of those things that I have to do on my own. The only trouble is, who is going to help me, when I'm alone? I can't be helped. So I have to do this on my own and hope for the best.

I miss you, you know. I always will. It hurts so much to know that you're gone and I miss the simples things about you. Why did you have to go? Why does it have to be this way?

I feel like I have been torn apart. I feel mangled and distorted, as if someone has just ripped me apart for the fun of hurting me. I just feel so vulnerable and fragile. Right now, anything could break me. There's a hole inside of me and it cant be fixed, not yet. I have to give it time to heal or the rest of me will just be an empty abyss too.

I miss you. The tears which I desire to shed still linger in my eyes. I love you, always. No matter where you are. I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears. And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave. Your presence still lingers here and it wont leave me alone. These wounds wont seem to heal, this pain is just too real.

It's only just hit me. You're gone. I may never see you again. All I do is cry, and cry. And last night I cried more than I have ever cried in my entire life. I still can't breathe, my voice is changing pitch and I can barely talk without my voice shaking. I just have to hide away and hope that nobody comes looking.

I stare at the photograph of us together, and I beg for just one more moment together. I don't know where you are, what your doing, who your with. I don't know if your hurt, or if your fine. You could be dead, for all I know now.

I feel so confused! And nobody knows why. I intend for it to stay that way. That is, at least, until I have the courage to tell people how I feel. I don't know when I will, to be honest.

My life was good. It was amazing. Now I find myself struggling to move on. I can't sleep, I don't want to eat, and I just miss you. I'm in so much pain. This is getting so far, it's unbearable. Anything can remind me of you, it's stupid. I have no idea how I will manage, unless I stay in this small room for all eternity, which I highly doubt.