Just three little words.

Three damn words.

She will never know what I feel for her. I don't want her to get hurt.

No.

She will never know. Never.

Why do I care anyway? I will be gone forever.

She will go on. She will be happy.

And she will never know.

I'm waiting for death to come.

And I realise how much I miss her. How much she means to me.

But she will never know.

But someday I can tell her how much I cared and how much I love her.

I love you, Hermione.

Always in eternity.









How did you like it? Never wrote something like that before... but I like it... somehow...