People say she's only in my headIt's Gonna take time but I'll forgetThey Say I need to get on with my lifeThey don't realizeIs when you're dialing 6 numbers just to hang up the phoneDriving across town just to see if she's homeWaking a friend in the dead of the nightJust to hear him say its gonna be alrightWhen you're finding things to do not fall asleepCause Know she will be there in your dreamsThat's when she's more than a memoryTook a match to everything she ever wroteWatched her words go up in smokeTore all her pictures off the wallThat ain't helping me at allCause when you're talking out loud but nobody's thereYou look like hell and you just don't care
Drinking more than you ever drankSinking down lower than you ever sankWhen you find yourself falling down upon your kneesPraying to god, begging him "please"that's when she's more than a memoryShe's moreShe's moreCause when you're dialing her number just hang up the phoneDriving across town just to see if she's homeWaking a friend in the dead of nightJust to hear him say it's gonna be alrightWhen you're finding things to do not to fall asleepCause you know she's waiting in your dreamsThat's when she's more than a memoryPeople say she's only in my headIt's Gonna take time but I'll forget
Its been years since Lily Evans Potter died that horrible death, but Severus Snape, the man who has loved her since the moment he seen her fiery red hair and piercing green eyes feels like she died just moments ago. His coworkers all know that he has been in love with her for years. They all say "its going to take time but you'll forget Severus, you need to get on with your life." but they don't realize.
Since she's died everyday he manages to pick up a muggle phone and dial six numbers just to hang up the phone. Driving cross town just to see if she's home. Just to end up fire-calling Dumbledore in the middle of the night. Just to hear him say "Severus its going to be alright". But Dumbledore doesn't understand that Severus doesn't fall asleep because he knows she will be there, in his dreams. That's how he knows Lily is more than a memory.
After hours of not sleeping he lights a match to every letter he's kept with her handwriting on it. He watched her words go up in smoke, tore all her pictures off his wall. He knows those aren't helping him at all.
Sometimes he talks out loud as if she was there, he hasn't slept, shaved, or eaten in days. He knows he looks like hell but he doesn't care. Empty bottles of alcohol all over the floor, feeling lower then ever. Falling on his knees begging, praying for anything that she will come back, because she's more than a memory.