#Steely knives have seized my heart,
Tears have left me torn apart.#
He's here, lying beside me, his arm still wrapped around my neck. His face lacks it colour, and his heart no longer beats, but he is here. He will always be here. He promised he would always be here for me.
My eyes are blurry, but I can see his ginger locks. I can reach out, run my hand through his hair. Wish he was still here. Why did he leave me?
I don't want to ever remember tonight. I want to forget all about it. I want to die. I want to be with him. I want him to love me again, to hold me again. I want him to kiss me and touch me again. I want him to be here now. Alive. I want him to need me, to want me. I want him.
Harry's here now. He's pulling him away. He's taking Ron. I can't hold him. I can't see him. I'm left lying here without him. Why has he leave me alone?
Harry picked me up. My arms are around him. He's crying to. Its strange the way out of much triumph and honour there is always sorrow. All around the world people are thankful for the end of the war, and here Harry and I are stuck…wishing we were not alive to see this day.
He's here, lying beside me, his arm still wrapped around my neck. His face lacks it colour, and his heart no longer beats, but he is here. He will always be here. He promised he would always be here for me.
My eyes are blurry, but I can see his ginger locks. I can reach out, run my hand through his hair. Wish he was still here. Why did he leave me?
I don't want to ever remember tonight. I want to forget all about it. I want to die. I want to be with him. I want him to love me again, to hold me again. I want him to kiss me and touch me again. I want him to be here now. Alive. I want him to need me, to want me. I want him.
Harry's here now. He's pulling him away. He's taking Ron. I can't hold him. I can't see him. I'm left lying here without him. Why has he leave me alone?
Harry picked me up. My arms are around him. He's crying to. Its strange the way out of much triumph and honour there is always sorrow. All around the world people are thankful for the end of the war, and here Harry and I are stuck…wishing we were not alive to see this day.