AN: i have NO idea where this one came from but hey, my problem, its sad,
or so I think. Suicide stuff here so.. here goes nothing.
title: I'm not blind, you know
Okay, Ginny's miserable, life's cruel. Love is what everyone wants and usually gets, why doesn't she?
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You probably didn't know this but I saw you.
I saw you both.
I watched, silently as you two for the first time made out.
I watched as you discovered the wonders of a human body.
The wonders I never experienced.
I watched in the corner of the library, waiting, hurting.
My heart was filled with anger and pain as you moaned.
You hands were tangled in his hair.
Your hands looked so pale against the deep red colour.
Oh my heart was aching, I was in so such a pain, was I dying?
My heart was already in a million pieces as you two stopped.
Then you just hugged, smiled and left the room, holding hands.
I felt myself shaking, a piercing pain going threw my stomach, and I felt sick.
My head started to get light.
And when I touched my face I noticed that it was completely wet of tears.
Suddenly I let out a scream of sorrow and started to cry for this loss.
I rose up, and accidentally smashed a lantern to the floor.
Pieces of glass filled the floor and temptation won.
I took one of them and settled down by a bookcase.
I curled up, as small as possible to block passers view.
Filled with sorrow I didn't even care to try first carefully.
So I just pressed it against my forearm and wished for relief.
As I saw the blood flow I knew this was dangerous, but still I kept on until I got dizzy and my
Thoughts started to drift away. Peace I thought with a smile on my pale lips.
Suddenly, in my state of dizziness, I regretted this.
I could've just given life one more chance,
its too late, I thought and I felt death near.
Suddenly something unexpected happened.
I felt strong arms carry me away, but I wasn't sure if it just was a dream.
The arms were so comforting and I felt a kiss being placed on my forehead, gently.
In my heart the person who was carrying me was Harry, the-boy-who-lived, but apparently was gay.
But in real life it was far from him.
In real life it was you.
You told me you loved me, you said you needed me.
That was probably a lie.
But I needed that comfort, and I loved you for that. I still do. And I would, always.
I thought I was saved, I thought I was safe from myself.
You brought me back, helped me threw those dark times.
You gave me life again; you gave something new to love.
It was you.
You were so different from Harry; you were elegant, cold, but still warm.
Your looks were vice versa from Harry's.
It was so fascinating.
Oh how I loved that almost colourless hair.
But again, I didn't receive love back. No...
Now I'm back where I was when you rescued me.
At the edge of death.
I gave life an other shot, but I didn't get it from you either.
I didn't get love.
Yes I saw you with Granger, Malfoy.
I saw you two by the lake.
I'm not blind you know.
Pressed against each other, like I thought we would someday be.
You just couldn't help yourself, eh?
You just fell in love, is it so?
But I also fell in love, didn't that matter?
The same thing over again.
The same damn thing.
Oh how ironic.
Virginia Weasley didn't get Malfoy or Potter.
I didn't get love.
But Granger and my brother got it.
Oh this just makes me sick.
My heart has just turned to ice, froze out the pain that would've surely killed me.
I didn't want a life without love.
This time I would succeed.
I wasn't meant to live; I got that message clear as water.
My hands were now in a horrible state, I noticed, sitting in my dormitory.
But yet, in a way I loved watching them.
To feel the scars.
It gave me a sense of power.
This is not a healthy feeling I know that.
I'm not stupid, you know.
But I don't care anymore; I'm going to end this.
So in my loneliness, I press the blade harder into my wrists.
And the familiar feeling rushes threw me.
My soul is already gone; it went when I gave up.
It went the day you betrayed me, Draco.
So now it's just my body functioning, just an empty shell.
It doesn't matter at all.
The thought of Draco remained in my mind as the blood flooded out.
I rested my head in my hands when the loss of blood made me dizzy.
I felt tears flood my cheek.
This is what I wanted, I reminded my heart.
I wanted peace; I wanted to be free from my grief.
But still, my heart cried.
But it went still when a person entered my dormitory,
And in a wave of despair I threw the blade into my torso.
Not caring that the person at the door screamed in chock.
You would've stopped me. But this time I wouldn't be stopped, I thought and pushed the blade further now that the pain was fading.
I gasped as the pain burst inside me; I felt blood coming up my throat.
And a tear spilled when I saw Harry look at me in pure terror and in disgust.
I saw him shout something and he knelt in front of me.
Then, for what felt was like a thousand years, you came in.
And you looked desperate and disappointed in me.
Oh god, those eyes.
You fell on you knees and leaned forward.
I felt sorrow fill my heart as I whispered "I thought you loved me."
I coughed heavily, blood appeared in my hands.
"I loved you both, but..you.. didn't.. love.." I whispered and coughed lightly.
"Me back" and then I slid away from consciousness, and faded to my lonely, miserable death.
REVIEW PLEASE! im desperate, no one likes me *sobb* big thanks to everyone who cares to just put a small review that just takes a minute of your busy life.
title: I'm not blind, you know
Okay, Ginny's miserable, life's cruel. Love is what everyone wants and usually gets, why doesn't she?
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
You probably didn't know this but I saw you.
I saw you both.
I watched, silently as you two for the first time made out.
I watched as you discovered the wonders of a human body.
The wonders I never experienced.
I watched in the corner of the library, waiting, hurting.
My heart was filled with anger and pain as you moaned.
You hands were tangled in his hair.
Your hands looked so pale against the deep red colour.
Oh my heart was aching, I was in so such a pain, was I dying?
My heart was already in a million pieces as you two stopped.
Then you just hugged, smiled and left the room, holding hands.
I felt myself shaking, a piercing pain going threw my stomach, and I felt sick.
My head started to get light.
And when I touched my face I noticed that it was completely wet of tears.
Suddenly I let out a scream of sorrow and started to cry for this loss.
I rose up, and accidentally smashed a lantern to the floor.
Pieces of glass filled the floor and temptation won.
I took one of them and settled down by a bookcase.
I curled up, as small as possible to block passers view.
Filled with sorrow I didn't even care to try first carefully.
So I just pressed it against my forearm and wished for relief.
As I saw the blood flow I knew this was dangerous, but still I kept on until I got dizzy and my
Thoughts started to drift away. Peace I thought with a smile on my pale lips.
Suddenly, in my state of dizziness, I regretted this.
I could've just given life one more chance,
its too late, I thought and I felt death near.
Suddenly something unexpected happened.
I felt strong arms carry me away, but I wasn't sure if it just was a dream.
The arms were so comforting and I felt a kiss being placed on my forehead, gently.
In my heart the person who was carrying me was Harry, the-boy-who-lived, but apparently was gay.
But in real life it was far from him.
In real life it was you.
You told me you loved me, you said you needed me.
That was probably a lie.
But I needed that comfort, and I loved you for that. I still do. And I would, always.
I thought I was saved, I thought I was safe from myself.
You brought me back, helped me threw those dark times.
You gave me life again; you gave something new to love.
It was you.
You were so different from Harry; you were elegant, cold, but still warm.
Your looks were vice versa from Harry's.
It was so fascinating.
Oh how I loved that almost colourless hair.
But again, I didn't receive love back. No...
Now I'm back where I was when you rescued me.
At the edge of death.
I gave life an other shot, but I didn't get it from you either.
I didn't get love.
Yes I saw you with Granger, Malfoy.
I saw you two by the lake.
I'm not blind you know.
Pressed against each other, like I thought we would someday be.
You just couldn't help yourself, eh?
You just fell in love, is it so?
But I also fell in love, didn't that matter?
The same thing over again.
The same damn thing.
Oh how ironic.
Virginia Weasley didn't get Malfoy or Potter.
I didn't get love.
But Granger and my brother got it.
Oh this just makes me sick.
My heart has just turned to ice, froze out the pain that would've surely killed me.
I didn't want a life without love.
This time I would succeed.
I wasn't meant to live; I got that message clear as water.
My hands were now in a horrible state, I noticed, sitting in my dormitory.
But yet, in a way I loved watching them.
To feel the scars.
It gave me a sense of power.
This is not a healthy feeling I know that.
I'm not stupid, you know.
But I don't care anymore; I'm going to end this.
So in my loneliness, I press the blade harder into my wrists.
And the familiar feeling rushes threw me.
My soul is already gone; it went when I gave up.
It went the day you betrayed me, Draco.
So now it's just my body functioning, just an empty shell.
It doesn't matter at all.
The thought of Draco remained in my mind as the blood flooded out.
I rested my head in my hands when the loss of blood made me dizzy.
I felt tears flood my cheek.
This is what I wanted, I reminded my heart.
I wanted peace; I wanted to be free from my grief.
But still, my heart cried.
But it went still when a person entered my dormitory,
And in a wave of despair I threw the blade into my torso.
Not caring that the person at the door screamed in chock.
You would've stopped me. But this time I wouldn't be stopped, I thought and pushed the blade further now that the pain was fading.
I gasped as the pain burst inside me; I felt blood coming up my throat.
And a tear spilled when I saw Harry look at me in pure terror and in disgust.
I saw him shout something and he knelt in front of me.
Then, for what felt was like a thousand years, you came in.
And you looked desperate and disappointed in me.
Oh god, those eyes.
You fell on you knees and leaned forward.
I felt sorrow fill my heart as I whispered "I thought you loved me."
I coughed heavily, blood appeared in my hands.
"I loved you both, but..you.. didn't.. love.." I whispered and coughed lightly.
"Me back" and then I slid away from consciousness, and faded to my lonely, miserable death.
REVIEW PLEASE! im desperate, no one likes me *sobb* big thanks to everyone who cares to just put a small review that just takes a minute of your busy life.