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~My Immortal~
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45-year-old, Ginny sat on her living room couch looking at a family album. Pictures of her, her husband and children littered them. They were so happy then.
*I¡¯m so tired of being here
Suppressed by all of my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Because your presence still lingers here
And it won';t leave me alone *
Why did he have to leave her? To die? They had so many memories together; their wedding day, their first-born, it all seemed too surreal.
* These wounds won';t seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There¡¯s just too much that time cannot erase *
She remembered when they mourned the death of their old Professor, when her brother and his best friend married, when his night-scares came back, she would comfort with him, celebrate with him, laugh with him, cry with him. But she still couldn¡¯t figure out why he had to go? The whole world depended on him. The one boy who would end it all. He was a brave man. Putting the lives of thousands before him. But he had people who would love him no matter what. And now he can¡¯t enjoy that.
* When you cried I¡¯d wipe away all of your tears
When you';d scream I¡¯d fight away all of your fears
And I¡¯ve held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me *
He was so handsome. He captivated her with just one look of those green eyes; with one kiss her whole body would melt to the floor, with the sound of his voice, sweet and smooth, would take her and suck all of her sanity out. When he died, it took her too. It felt as though she was missing half of her body, her heart. Now Ginny dreams of him at night, laughing with her again.
* You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
But now I¡¯m bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me *
The pain of finding out of his death still lingered in her heart, mind, soul.
* These wounds won';t seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There¡¯s just too much that time cannot erase *
She flipped to the last page. It was a picture of them smiling happily. It had been taken a week before his death, before Lord Voldemort¡¯s return.
Sure, he defeated the Dark Lord. It was all over now. He had been given a plaque for his bravery. That¡¯s it? A plaque? He was now forgotten, and only told as a brave boy who saved the world. But to some, he was more. To Ginny he was life, he was oxygen to her. Tears swelled up in Ginny¡¯s eyes.
* When you cried I¡¯d wipe away all of your tears
When you';d scream I¡¯d fight away all of your fears
And I¡¯ve held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me *
Ginny shook her head. ¡®He¡¯s gone.¡¯ She told herself. ¡®I¡¯m never going to see him again.¡¯ ¡®Yes you are.¡¯ A voice in the back of Ginny¡¯s head told her.
Heaven.
* I¡¯ve tried so hard to tell myself that you';re gone
And though you';re still with me
I¡¯ve been alone all along *
Ginny closed her album and sighed, choking back tears. It was useless. She only had memories of him, of them.
* When you cried I¡¯d wipe away all of your tears
When you';d scream I¡¯d fight away all of your fears
And I¡¯ve held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me *
She would never forget him. There is no one who can take his place, feel her pain, love him the same way. She would never forget the way he said her name, how much he loved his children, how much they loved him¡­ how much fun they had¡­
How perfect they were for each other.  
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