Letters
EbiPotter
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, all belongs to J.K.R. Except the... er... plot? That's mine...
Summary: Two guys are writing letters... er. Yeah. That's it.
There's something you have to know -
I'll tell you when my voice is low.
I don't want anyone to hear it except you,
Because it's personally, what I do,
And what you do not know so far -
I fear your laughter, your 'har, har'...
Hey, don't fear me, I won't laugh and I won't tell anyone,
For I don't know to who this handwriting does belong.
I don't know it, I haven't seen it, yet it seems I know it...
And what I strangely fear is that what you'll tell will probably fit...
You won't laugh, are you sure?
I'm uncertain, my blood isn't pure.
I'm wearing glasses, my eyes are green,
I'm nearly of age seventeen.
I'm as old as you are, but I'm red,
And this circumstance makes me sad.
You're red? A Gryffindor?
A bold guy teached in oldest lore?
You're wearing glasses, your eyes are green?
You are like me at the age of seventeen?
Yet it seems we're different at all -
But to a Slytherin you call?
I would like to know what you are doing,
For what you write could be your ruin.
You really want to know what I do?
All I do is to think of you.
I utter your name 'till I fall asleep
I'm lost in the eyes of you so deep.
There's something you have to know:
Fuck, it's true, I love you so.
I won't laugh as I promised it,
Still I don't think this relationship will fit.
'Cause there's one point you do not know,
That makes my heart cry out 'no!'
Yeah, it's true,
I love you too.
Please have mercy, I am from Austria (which isn't the same as Australia, mind you - there are NO kangoroos in Austria), and we aren't talking English there but German. But now that I've learnt English for five years I think there aren't too many big mistakes if I try writing in English... And mind you, I'm only fifteen. Loads of time to learn. So tell me, if there are mistakes. Correct me. Tell me this was horrible. Tell me you didn't like it. Write reviews. Or... of course, you could also say 'wow, that's a great piece of poetry!' I can live with everything - except without reviews :)
By the way, the 2nd to last verse was written by me for a person who never got it told... -sobs melancholically-
