Three hours of love cannot undo 6 years of hate.
These 6 years together, have been 6 years of waste.
To shed the tears now, and get a bitter sweet taste...
Would only burn like an acid upon your face.
And to wish that of vein, and show much hate.
Would prove that your actions were far too late.
It couldn't be much better than good, or great.
That you and I have finally become soul mates.
You'd pushed me away, and tried to divide.
But I myself; I made us unite.
I love you immensely; I want it to be you and I.
But if that can't be so, then alone I'll die.
Your House was Slytherin, and I Gryffindor.
We'd never shared feelings of romance before.
But when I'd entered your dorm, and you'd shut the door...
I knew it was I that you were longing for.
I never thought it possible, for you and I to bond.
Of you to I, and I to you, we'd never been too fond.
In this relationship now growing, I want nothing to go wrong.
But if my love isn't accepted, than just like our hate, I too will be gone.