Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
Should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do
I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Almost Lover- A Fine Frenzy (One Cell in the Sea)
So I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free
Love love love
I can't take your love love love
and so I say I don't love you,
though it kills me.
It's a lie that sets you free.
Love Love Love- James Blunt (All the Lost Souls Deluxe Edition)
It had been days, maybe weeks, since the last meeting. Ginny had been trapped in her own head, her personal demon always watching her. Sleepless nights and restless days; all because of a stupid boy. It happened to her time after time. It was now usual to her, crying in her bed. Though, usual it didn't make it easier or less painful. She knew that what she had done was the right thing. But every time she thought of it, it was as if someone stabbed her again and again, and soon the wound was too big to cover and too deep to fill in. It was even worse than the last time, even breathing was starting to get difficult. Life oppressed over her and turned every light into shadows…slowly she started to loose herself in madness. She was crazy for love. Every night hunted her, and she cursed herself for what she had said.
Whenever she saw Cedric in the halls, or in the Great Hall she would feel as if life itself had fallen over her, quickly she would turn the other way.
You can't ignore him forever Ginevra she reproached herself in her own madness, but she knew that if she even tried to talk to him again, after everything that happened, it would destroy her. She realized that she loved him beyond anything, that every moment they had spent together had given her life back, a life that was taken from her harshly.
Reality was becoming really hard for her; she stopped talking to all her friends, her grades were going down, she suddenly forgot about good things in life and the lie she had said to Cedric ate her senses and left deep shadows in her heart.
All the time, she felt tired and deep shadows appeared below her eyes. She loose interest in her physical appearance, she even loose her appetite and it was because of Hermione she continued to eat.
Slowly, she started to feel dead. Every day she felt a little more. She wanted to cry all the time, love was her sickness and life was her punishment.
She cursed everything, especially herself. She didn't want to feel anything anymore. She didn't want to have a heart anymore; it just made the tic-tac of the clock to weight over her. She hated herself, and she hated that she couldn't forget Cedric.
His memories where always with her: his face, his smell, and his beautiful eyes. It was torture, and not mercy.
Time passed, merciless, and soon the first task was a week ago. She didn't know if she would go, maybe it would just destroy her more.
No she answered herself nothing can destroy me more. Not anymore.
How wrong she was…
'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here,
Where Juliet lives; and every cat and dog
And little mouse, every unworthy thing,
Live here in heaven and may look on her;
But Romeo may not: more validity,
More honourable state, more courtship lives
In carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seize
On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand
And steal immortal blessing from her lips,
Who even in pure and vestal modesty,
Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin;
But Romeo may not; he is banished:
Flies may do this, but I from this must fly:
They are free men, but I am banished.
Act3. Scene 2: Friar Laurence's cell. Lines 29-42 (Romeo).
He was tortured beyond imagination. Every time he saw her and she didn't notice, he would see a lot of boys watching her with interest. He had a furious wish to kill them all by torturous ways. Burn them…
But he couldn't. He had promised something to Ginny, and he would only break his promise when necessary.
Still, it hurt him to see them. And to see her was the worst thing. She looked pale, like she hadn't sleep in weeks, always at the verge of tears. He wanted to run towards her and hug her.
He felt empty, he wanted to kiss her, to kiss every part of her and tell her how much he loved her. It seemed there was no end.
But he had to keep his promise…
Soon enough he would break it.
Author's note:
I'm sorry. This chapter is all depressing…I know. But don't worry, it won't last long *makes happy dance*. Now I've got some grrrrrrreat ideas so, keep holding on. =D