A/N-- Weeeell. Lets call this Remus Lupins POV. I do like it though!!!
Kinda....
Every day I die.
Of embarrasment, shock, happiness, anger, love, whatever. The point is that every day I die as late, late, oh how late all the emotions I felt that life wash over me and I die. Death is oblivion. I have learned that. Sweet, black oblivion.
Its amazing how much one can learn while in oblivion. Everything becomes clear when seen through the thick darkness. But then I return to life. I return and stare at myself. Its amazing how little I age when I die every night. Some call it sleep.
I call it death.
Every day I die.
Of embarrasment, shock, happiness, anger, love, whatever. The point is that every day I die as late, late, oh how late all the emotions I felt that life wash over me and I die. Death is oblivion. I have learned that. Sweet, black oblivion.
Its amazing how much one can learn while in oblivion. Everything becomes clear when seen through the thick darkness. But then I return to life. I return and stare at myself. Its amazing how little I age when I die every night. Some call it sleep.
I call it death.