Closed Heart
I want to understand him,
Why he acts the way he does,
I want to know,
Why he has this shield over himself,
Forbidding himself to show emotion,
To feel,
To love.
I don't understand why,
I, Hermione Granger,
Cannot decipher this puzzle,
To find the key that will unlock the door to his heart,
Which now lies behind thousands of closed doors,
Tied with unbreakable chains,
But I must find a way,
To enter this heart,
To find a passage to lead through the vessels of cold blood,
Into the throbbing heart,
Full of years of keeping things inside
Where is the book on this,
Why am I missing the link between the heart,
And the mind of him?
Where must I learn,
To free him,
From his enslavement in himself?
Why can't he show his true self?
Is it because of fear?
Is it because of anger?
Is it because he doesn't know how to feel?
Why can't I understand,
Decode and translate his hidden feelings and thoughts,
Like an ancient language?
How would it feel,
To be behind a sheet,
Keeping it all within the deep, dark corners of your soul?
Why all these questions,
You may ask.
Because I have no answers,
No evidence,
No clues to understand.
I want to help,
I want to teach this closed heart to open itself,
And unleash its feelings kept inside.
The only other question is,
How do I unlock my own heart and feelings, first?
-Hermione Granger