𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓 :: harry potter imagines

𝗛𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗱

House: Any
Blood Status: Muggleborn
(6th Year, Any Pronouns)
───── ☽⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ☾ ─────
A/n: This is dedicated to a friend.
───── ☽⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ☾ ─────

He changed. He doesn't care about me anymore. He doesn't talk to me anymore. If he does, he's always rude to me. He's different now. He, meaning Harry.

Harry was never like this, he was perfect, he was amazing, I wished it lasted longer. I'm no longer what he thinks I am. I've changed because he did. His demeanour to me changed, a lot.

I have no tears to cry, no emotions to feel. I'm just sad, pathetic, I'm too much. I'm trying to be content but, I can't. I wish I never met him. I wish I never spoke to him, I wish I never loved him.

Harry never pays attention to me, I don't even know if he loved me back, Doesn't he see that I'm trying?! That I'm the only one trying. What he said hurts. He doesn't love me, he doesn't know-how.

I hope he reads this, to see how selfish he is, to see how rude he is. I wish I JUST wish he's kind to me, like before. But, since I stayed far too long, he showed me his true colours. I wish he hadn't.

I feel nothingness, grief overwhelmed me far too long. This melancholy atmosphere confounded me. My character changes around him. I have no other words to describe this feeling. I regret everything I told him, I should've loved him.

───── ☽⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ☾ ─────
Requested on Tumblr by -erosology
───── ☽⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ☾ ─────