Disclaimer: I do not own Ginny Weasley or Harry Potter. I do not own the quote "The hardest thing in this world is to live in it" either, it's from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Dedications: I dedicate this to Sinead who is now my new beta, because Tarni (yes, that annoying person I always dedicate my stories too) sucks at editing on time! xoxo

Author's Notes: I'll talk more at the end!

Dear Harry,

I love you.

I always have and I always will.

There has never been a time in my life that I haven't loved you, and I doubt there ever will be.

Harry, since I first heard your name, my heart was set. I would beg my mum to tell me your story just one more time, beg daddy to show me your picture, beg God for a chance to meet you, let alone be yours.

For at the age of two, you were my Prince Charming.

At the age of eleven, you were my knight in shining armour.

At the age of thirteen, you were my infatuation.

At the age of fifteen, you are my world, my love, my life, my everything.

Words could not describe the feelings I have for you. And Harry, words couldn't describe the pain I live through every day because of this.

Someone once said that the hardest thing to do in this world is to live in it.

Well Harry, I understand what they mean now because

The second hardest thing for me to do in this world is to love you.

The hardest, knowing that you'll never love me back.

Harry, I pray to be yours, I pray for you to love me the way I love you.

But these prayers go unanswered like so many before them.

Harry, I know you could never love me, because I'm your best friend's sister, practically your very own sister.

I can't live that way any more Harry. I need your love. I can't survive knowing that there will never be a hope for me. That is why I have to do this.

Tell my family I love them with all my heart. Help them to be strong, for they will need your help above all others.

Live life for me, Harry, you have the strength that so many are envious of. Fight your battles, never regret anything, and love with all your heart. You were meant for great things, do them.

Harry Potter, the name we raised our glasses to daily.

Harry Potter, the name whispered by the fireplace late at night.

Harry Potter, the boy that my world revolves around.

I love you and always will, Harry.

Ginny

xx

Author's Notes: Ok, well if you havent guessed I'm implying that Ginny either commited sucide or did something really, really drastic.....review and tell me what you think I should do! Review and tell me if I should add more chapters or keep as a one-shot (like I originally planned!)

One last thing.....REVIEW PLEASE!