Unrequited

You joined his world and enjoyed it with him. You’ve been there for him through it all. You watched him define his destiny. You laughed at his sarcastic jokes. You basked in his triumphs and were downhearted at his failures. You giggled when he was happy and cried when he was sad. You actually bawled when you saw the tears threatened to fall from his beautiful eyes. You were there.

Now, here you are again, still watching him. You’re about to lament for his loss; but suddenly felt proud for his resolute courage. He falls in-love again, and to another girl; your heart broke into pieces, yet you went on believing in him. You are watching them together with a smile; but your heart is pounded to pieces like the grains of sand falling through the rain. You keep on whispering to yourself: “He’ll move on, it’s just a phase. Sooner than you thought, he’ll realize whom he needs the most.”

He’s screaming – in silence – yet you could here him clearly, for you are there, again, with him. You are in shock just as he is. You are both shattered and dejected; however, you tried to muster some courage because you see him putting up a brave front.

And then, you heard him talking – talking to his love, saying goodbye, and you sighed in relief. A smile came back to you like a long-lost friend; yet you still have apprehensions, for you felt that he is being noble again. You gave him a promise that you’ll be right beside him whichever road he takes and he agrees.

Finally, you turned the last page, close the book and let out a sigh. Oh, Harry.