I'm not JKR
Merlin, he makes me mad,
He is arrogant and smug,
And overconfident and conceited.
He was a bully and now he's not,
But he still says the same things he said before,
"Go out with me, Evans?"
"NO, POTTER."
I say.
He doesn't listen,
He persists and asks and says and he does,
But he won't stop.
And now,
Oh, dear Merlin, now,
I love him.
Yet I can't bring myself to say yes,
Because after all those years of
"BUGGER OFF, POTTER!"
And
"YOU ARROGANT TOERAG."
There is no doubt in my mind,
That it's all a show,
He doesn't really want me,
He wants the victory,
The kiss,
Not me.
Not Lily.
So, I live each day,
Seeing him,
Hearing him laugh loudly,
I'm friends with his mates,
They're wonderful,
But that barrier is there,
The barrier built of old hexes and insults,
Tears and anger,
Forgotten laughs and bitter curses.
I want to tear that wall down,
Tear it with words and hugs and kisses,
But I can't.
It's too strong,
And after all,
What's the chance of really wanting to date someone,
Someone who refused your invites,
And your attempts at light conversation,
And even your asks to borrow a quill.
It shouldn't be there.
And that's why I can't tear down that wall,
I can't,
He can't,
Maybe we can,
But not alone,
Together.
And that's what we'll never be.
A/N: My first attempts an fan-poetry,
I'm not sure how it went,
It could be good, it could be bad,
But there's only one way to find out,
and I fear you don't have it it in you,
if you've read this far,
just write a few words,
to say if you liked, or if you no liked,
just let. ME. KNOW!
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