I see him with her, and I must resist the urge to cry. Every day, I wonder why it had to be this way, when I love him, and he loves me. Or loved me, at least.

Voldemort is gone for good. I can say his name now. It's easy to defy someone who's dead. It's not so easy to defy someone who's alive.

But, you know, if I had, maybe things wouldn't be like this. Could I have made him stay with me? I don't care if he wanted me to be safe. I don't care about any of that. I just can't live without him. And now . . .

The days go by, and I'm still the same old me. Or am I? Ron says I'm looking pale, and the twins say I'm no fun anymore. My marks are dropping. I don't care about my marks. I don't care about any of that. I just can't live without him.

He's moved on, and I'm trying. A broken heart is the hardest thing to mend. Ron was actually trying to fix me up with someone. Imagine that! But I don't want anyone else. Mum says I've got to move on. I don't care about her. I don't care about any of that. I just can't live without him.

They got married today. Harry and Her. I guess he really found love after me. It's not fair. Nothing's fair. I've lost all of my friends because nobody wants to be around me. Except Luna. People still call her Loony Lovegood, you know. I guess my social status has gone way down by now. I don't care about people. I don't care about any of that. I just can't live without him.

It's all ending now. They had a baby girl, Elizabeth Lily Potter. I'm dying now, I really am. The Healers say I have cancer, some muggle disease. And they can't do anything to stop it. I have two months to live. I'm going to die. I don't care about dying. I don't care about any of that. I just can't live without him.

I'm fading away. This is my last hour, and I know it. I never moved on. And I don't care.

I don't care about any of that.

I just can't live without him.

But I can die without him.