Harry's life without Ginny was different, to say the least. Dreams, little sleep, and a misery and loneliness that consumed him day and night. He wished she was back with him, there to kiss him when he came home...but he knew she never would be. Sometimes, he wished that it would all end. But, sadly, horribly, life goes on. (A/N: This is the third sequel to "What Ginny Didn't Tell Harry", after "I'm Turning to You", so if you haven't read those first, go and read them before you read this, because it might be a little hard to understand.)