Loneliness becomes me,
Yet I am not always alone.
I have my share of memories, too.
True, they are old,
Old like ages;
A life I had lost.
It all went out of control;
I was afraid of losing you.
I had you once, too.
And yet, I have you still.
That niche in my mind,
That void in my heart.
They are not there without reason;
They are not there without purpose.
They are there because-
Shall I speak those words now?
How come I spoke so much about my love for you,
But never said that I loved you?
Love you?
And will love you…
Always?
The Silver Doe by hestiajones
Story Notes:
This is my first (and probably last) poem on MNFF.
Thanks to Lexi (Harry_Rulz/Soccer_rocks_likeHP) for betaing!
DISCLAIMER: I am not J.K.Rowling.
Chapter Endnotes: Thanks for reading!