Your face still smiles, lifelike, from that old picture-frame,
Your picture-self waves as I whisper your name.
I lay down my work and think of you for a while
What wouldn't I do now for one more wave, one more smile?
The bloodshed is over; the great battle is won;
With a hole in my heart I must go on alone.
You gave up your life's blood for the cause you loved best
And the ghosts of your past were at last laid to rest.
Sometimes I feel like you're walking beside me,
Your spirit is here, but your touch is denied me.
Though the Fates have been cruel, though we've been torn apart,
You'll never be gone while you're here in my heart.
Okay, so I, being a die-hard Harry/Ginny shipper, imagine this as being Ginny's thoughts on Harry's death in the final struggle against Voldemort. Who did it make you think of? I'd be interested to know.