....just like I love him.
I cried,
realizing that I can never have him.
Just as Severus never had Lily.
I would give anything to spend the rest of forever with him.
I could wait, but would waiting be worth it?
Would he ever see me like that?
I don't know, but I keep hoping.
I do know though that,
I could wait, but would waiting be worth it?
Would he ever see me like that?
I don't know, but I keep hoping.
I do know though that,
he makes me happy.
He makes me smile.
He lets me, just be me.
He understands flowers and friends,
he gets me.
He is the first person I ever thought about never letting go.
He is the first person I imagined a life with.
He is the first person I ever thought about never letting go.
He is the first person I imagined a life with.
And I cannot pinpoint how we met,
because I feel like he has always been apart of me.
Even if no one sees,
even if I never say it,
my heart knows it.
And I do.
--But this is just another autobiography, examining the prosopography of me.
By: Emma Marie.
Emma, I love this.
And, sometimes, I feel like you are writing thoughts from my head on your blog...