~Six days went by
Trying to forget your face
It was you and I
We were to young for these games~
Remus sat curled up on his bed in the Gryffindor dormitory. Tears ran down his face as he sobbed silently into a pillow. Outside, the crescent moon glowed, mocking him in his grief. Remus tear filled eyes turned to Sirius' bed, where he could see him tossing fitfully, having forgotten to pull his curtains shut. More tears flowed. He cried every night, thinking of the one day 2 years ago when Sirius had told him "I'm sorry Remus, but I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry." The memory haunted him as much as every time he saw Sirius kissed a girl, imagining himself in her place. He wept.
~And all the pictures that I kept
And all the things I should have said
It was you and I
But mostly me~
He saw the images in his mind, the images of being 'just friends' and the images of being in 'love'. Love wasn't temporary, as Sirius seemed to think it was. Remus couldn't 'get on with his life'. Werewolves mated for life. He wept.
~Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again~
He wept for the one kiss he had planted on Sirius' lips, he wept for the times Sirius had hugged him, he wept for their friendship that would never be the same. He wept for himself.
~Six weeks went by
Still pretending that I'm fine
It was you and I
Holding back what's on our minds~
Remus knew he had held on to hard, and had dragged their friendship down with him. When he saw how far he was going to fall, he let it go, and fell without it. He missed its comfort. He wept for letting go.
~And all the things I should have said
And all the letters left unsent
It was you and I
But mostly me~
He thought of the notes in a box under his bed, the poems locked in it, all left to rot, never read by a soul but himself. And he wept.
~Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again~
He cried and cried, till there were no tears left, then he though, his face in his hands, that it was never going to end. He would always long for what he could not have.
~Six months went by
I almost forgot your face
Till they played that song tonight
The one we used to hate~
He had almost succeeded in forgetting over the summer. He really had. He had spent it having fun, swimming and playing in the sun. Then he had heard the song on the radio, the one Sirius had always laughed at and told Remus it reminded him of him. He found more tears.
~Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you(I'm lost in you)
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you(I'm lost in you)
And I can't find myself again
Again
Again~
He heard Sirius stir, and pad on silent feet over to Remus' bed. He didn't care. He wept more. He didn't hear the muffled "I'm sorry" and the tears that joined his.
Trying to forget your face
It was you and I
We were to young for these games~
Remus sat curled up on his bed in the Gryffindor dormitory. Tears ran down his face as he sobbed silently into a pillow. Outside, the crescent moon glowed, mocking him in his grief. Remus tear filled eyes turned to Sirius' bed, where he could see him tossing fitfully, having forgotten to pull his curtains shut. More tears flowed. He cried every night, thinking of the one day 2 years ago when Sirius had told him "I'm sorry Remus, but I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry." The memory haunted him as much as every time he saw Sirius kissed a girl, imagining himself in her place. He wept.
~And all the pictures that I kept
And all the things I should have said
It was you and I
But mostly me~
He saw the images in his mind, the images of being 'just friends' and the images of being in 'love'. Love wasn't temporary, as Sirius seemed to think it was. Remus couldn't 'get on with his life'. Werewolves mated for life. He wept.
~Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again~
He wept for the one kiss he had planted on Sirius' lips, he wept for the times Sirius had hugged him, he wept for their friendship that would never be the same. He wept for himself.
~Six weeks went by
Still pretending that I'm fine
It was you and I
Holding back what's on our minds~
Remus knew he had held on to hard, and had dragged their friendship down with him. When he saw how far he was going to fall, he let it go, and fell without it. He missed its comfort. He wept for letting go.
~And all the things I should have said
And all the letters left unsent
It was you and I
But mostly me~
He thought of the notes in a box under his bed, the poems locked in it, all left to rot, never read by a soul but himself. And he wept.
~Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again~
He cried and cried, till there were no tears left, then he though, his face in his hands, that it was never going to end. He would always long for what he could not have.
~Six months went by
I almost forgot your face
Till they played that song tonight
The one we used to hate~
He had almost succeeded in forgetting over the summer. He really had. He had spent it having fun, swimming and playing in the sun. Then he had heard the song on the radio, the one Sirius had always laughed at and told Remus it reminded him of him. He found more tears.
~Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you(I'm lost in you)
And I can't find myself again
Lost in you(I'm lost in you)
And I can't find myself again
Again
Again~
He heard Sirius stir, and pad on silent feet over to Remus' bed. He didn't care. He wept more. He didn't hear the muffled "I'm sorry" and the tears that joined his.