The bastard i had come to love

by Solnushka

The poetry of a young girl who lost the person she had come to love really sad and anghsty, i might write a stry behind the poem later

disclaimer: you know the drill

a/n: flames will be used to burn my school and (drcao: PANSY PARKINSON!) ya and pansy parkinson and reviews will be given a good home in my inbox

The rain was coming down hard,

i stood alone at his grave,

i was the only one to cry,

no-one else had cared,

no-one else had listened to him plead for forgiveness,

no-one else gave a danm about the bastard i had come to love.

We had never shown emotion.

We hadn't ceased the endless threats,

and our raging waters hadn't calmed.

But we were in love.

We both knew the truth,

we both understood the other,

but we never let anyone else know.

It was to be that way forever and ever,

and to never change.

Until that day,

That he refused to kill the innocents,

Untill that day,

that he cried to let me live

Untill that day,

he unmasked his pain,

Untill that day,

He learned to love

And that was the day i lost my heart to the bastard i had come to love

To Draco Malfoy