Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
William Morris
Part II – If Only
Just as he is a part of me. I am his.
He was one of those men.
One of those men who truly represent the word 'chivalrous'.
"Define 'love'," he asked me.
I was the hopeless romantic, so I defined it for him.
I told him it was a connection between two people.
He told me, "Why only two?"
I mentioned something about a feeling of security.
He retorted with, "But don't you like unpredictability?"
I pointed out the passion between two people.
"No affection?" said he.
I had nothing else to say.
"What if I told you I loved you?" he whispered into the cool night.
I would've told him that he was insane.
This is me we're talking about, here.
"What if I told you there is a connection between us?"
I would've said I felt it too.
"What if I told you I feel insecure around everyone else, but with you, I'm proud of myself?"
I would've said I'd liked his unpredictability.
"What if I told you that whenever I think about you, I think not only of the passion, but of the affection?"
And here was where I would've told him that I loved him.
If only he hadn't sold my best friend and her husband to the Dark Lord.
If only he hadn't killed Peter Pettigrew.
If only he hadn't helped with the murders of Lily and James Potter.
If only he hadn't left Harry an orphan.
If only he hadn't been sent to Azkaban.
If only.
Author's Notes: Feel free to guess who "he" is in each chapter. I'm sure I'm making it painfully obvious… All chapters will be short, to confirm something that my friend had asked of me. It will be in format of one-liners, and the last phrase in each chapter will be the first phrase in each new one. – Cerulean Asphodel