It won't sink in. I won't let it I suppose.
She's gone. I know this, but somehow I don't believe it.
Her dark hair falling in her eyes. Her smile. Her expressions. Her voice.
Gone.
She put everyone first. No matter how bad it was for her she was always worried about everyone else. I found her once crying, and all she was worried about was a cut on my cheek.
She cared.
I never met someone who disliked her. She was so amazing.
For a year or so she wasn't herself, but in the end she came through it better than ever. More caring. She knew how much it hurt.
She was always there for me.
No longer.
I miss her.
At the same time I don't miss her.
I miss her because she isn't here, not because she's never coming back.
I keep moving simply so I don't have to think.
Sixteen hour days.
I'm always tired.
It can't continue. Maybe I'm taking the easy way out, maybe it was inevitable. I'll never know.
Maybe I'll see her again. That I'll know.
I look down at her picture. Her hair blowing slightly in the wind. "Goodnight." I whisper. I turn it over. She wouldn't want to see this.
As my eyes close I here those magical words again.
"I love you Draco."
"I love you too Cho."
There is another world. There is a better world. There must be.
A/N - I wrote this in under four minutes. I know because I was listening to "Asleep" by The Smiths. This hasn't been edited at all. The last line of the fic, is a line from "Asleep".