Disclaimer: The amazing JK Rowling owns all Harry Potter related things. I just wrote the poem.
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Have you noticed?
Have you noticed
the way my heart jumps for joy
when you look at me?
Have you noticed the suppressed smile
that lights up my mind?
Well, I have noticed you.
You barely speak to me.
I don’t dare
to try and make you.
I’m not that stupid.
Is it that you have too many others
to care for?
You are always there
For everyone
In the darkest times.
Who could not love
the very presence of you?
Yes…
I have been close to you.
When Sirius passed away
Through the veil…
Remember?
But that was long ago
And nothing more than consolation
Momentary closeness
In grief.
Why does everything about you
seem so… good?
Your smell
of coffee
Your only consolation
after the full moon.
Why can’t I help?
Your eyes
deeper, greyer, sadder each day
As are mine.
If only I could look into those clouded depths
and see you.
Have you ever forgotten anyone?
Have you ever turned
The other cheek?
No…
But when I need you most
-right now-
You desert me.
Who would have thought
that three words
Just three simple syllables
Could be so hard to say?
If you let me near your warmth
The warmth of your endless compassion
-but deeper-
Just for a split second
I should be happy
for the rest of my life.
But no.
Could you ever love someone
more than as a friend?
From compassion?
I seem to know nothing about you.
Sure, I know your favourite tune,
favourite dish, favourite book.
But if you opened up
and just for a second
looked into yourself…
Maybe I could see it too.
But no.
I should know
how hopeless it is
to love a werewolf.
You leave tomorrow
I only wish you knew…
Could see…
That someone loves you back.