She was in class today,
But she was quite,
She's never quite,
She always knows the answer,
But she didn't today.
I could tell,
She was melancholy,
I knew how she felt.
I talked to her again,
But today I invited her to my dorm,
She let it all out again,
She held my hand,
It was almost like my heart,
Was fixed.
But still broken.
After that moment,
I knew,
She was what I needed.
She was fixing me,
Slowly but surely.
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FanficTW: this story involves suicide, talk of death, death and depression I'm broken she's broken we're perfect (Draco malfoy x Cecilia Sinclair) this is a rewrite
