AN: Now for Roses for the Dead, by Funeral for a Friend.

Harry,

I woke and everything was different. There's no you.

Classes don't interest me anymore. You're not there.

I don't really want to do anything with my life. You can't do anything, either, can you?

Malfoy doesn't pick fights anymore. You're not there.

I can't even imagine talking to Ron anymore. You're gone.

I don't have anything to look forward to. You're gone, Harry.

You're gone. I wish I were gone, too.

Love Forever,

Hermione