A/N My first song fic, so please be kind. It doesn't really make much sense and its really depressing because I kinda feel depressed at the mo'. Ah well. I'm welcome to comments, but I don't really mind with this one.
Here goes nothing..
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Hermione lay in her bed, silently weeping, constantly rubbing at her tear streaked face. It had been so long since she had been truly happy … she was only ever happy when she was with him.
Like my father's come to pass
Seven years have gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
It was a nightmare she called her life – her past years without him by her side. Her heart ached with regret at what she could have done to keep him … but she let go … let go of the one and only thing holding her together.
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
Anything she looked upon reminded her of her lost love. Her pining for him.
As my memory rests
But never forget what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
It was more or less of a blur to her now – years before
He had gone, leaving her to the cruel world.
He had gone to a better place – a place where it didn't hurt.
She wanted to join him.
She waited in vain – in desperation.
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
There werent any tears to cry.
They had gone – just like he did.
What he did to her all those long years ago.
As my memory rests
But never forget what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Memories of herself and him flowed like the blood from her wrist. He was the only one for her – no one else would do. No one could take her to that place he did, no one knew love like he did. No one did anything like he idd.
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
The blood pooled around her.
Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years have gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends…
Let go, she told herself.
Without him, she wasn't anything. Without each other, they failed to exist. Hermione had to do this for herself, to put herself to peace.
She felt her life slowly ebbing away – it had to come to this to finally make her happy, happy as she was twenty years ago.
Twenty years ago with Ron.
A smile broke out on her face at the last minute of her wretched existence – her nightmare.
A moment later, she drifted from her nightmare.
Now, she was finally with Ron, in the heavens …
finally free.