A/N: Alright I have never done anything remotely close to this. I mean, it's romance, but I've never written a poem type thing. This 'him' guy can be anyone you want, but I've already got the guy in my head that I want it to be! That's about all! I hope you liked that! Tell me who you want the him to be.
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When I'm with you it hurts,
you don't know the way I feel,
no will you ever ...
Hermione watched as he was crowded around with girls. Every girl loved him, but not as much as she did.
They say that they're your number one fan,
well they don't come close to me,
I love you more than anyone can ...
She had almost told him once, but ended up looking like a stuttering fool, and then said she needed help with Potions homework. She looked longingly at the young man giving all of the girls at Hogwarts a gorgeous grin. He was perfect.
No one knows the way I feel,
and that pains me deep inside,
just love me, love me, please ...
She watched him from afar. Every day. She couldn't remember one day when she didn't look or think of him. It was one sided love, and it hurt.
Why can't you just love me,
you know I'd love you back,
I'd love you more than anything.
She cried at night over him. She cried during the day over him. She shouldn't have to cry over him. If he doesn't want her then why should she want him?
I shouldn't want you,
but I know I really do,
so I'll just sit here and wait ...
They fawned over him. They were obsessed. She fawned over him. She was obsessed. That's why he never noticed her. She was the same as them. Except he didn't even notice it.
What do they have that I don't?
All they have is looks,
I've got knowledge, I can teach you ...
She would never have him. She knew she wouldn't. She was ready to give up. But something kept telling her to go on with her feelings. What was it again?
What keeps telling me,
to stay with the feelings,
I have for you?
Oh yeah, that's right. Love.