I touch the cold and flat glass of the mirror.
I look at me.
Emptiness is filling my heart.
Who are you?
Too proud, too sure, too rational… too scared.
I take one of the many books in the library, but this time they cannot help me.
Tears begin to fall down. I close my heart and lose myself in the darkness of my doubts. I'm so rational, but just with one word or one gesture, you can make me feel so heat.
I think I love you, Ron.
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I touch the cold and flat glass of the mirror.
"How can my heart feel so much love and loneliness at the same time?"
Harry… Look at me, please! Turn! I'm here! Why are you so blind?
"Who do you want to deceive, Ginny?"
I'm watching them. Cho smiles and Harry brush her face tenderly with his hand.
"The only real blind is me"
A tear falls on my shirt. I persist in killing my feelings, but I'm unable to not cry.
"I'm deluding myself. I love you. How can I forget you?