Can't Help It

Can't Help It

It's so difficult to forget the first time I saw you,

I could never forget the first time I saw you. How could I? My breath turned shallow, and my heartbeat became rapid.

That pair of beautiful eyes.

Especially your eyes, your beautiful eyes. They were a deep, dazzling blue, full of warmth and love.

Your shadow never stops walking around in my mind.

No matter how I try, you were always on my mind. Even when I'm sleeping, you would always appear in my dreams.

Touching your hands, feeling their softness,

I feel like I can't breathe.

When I touch you, I feel my breath going short, like I could not breathe.

I want to appreciate your innocence.

You are so innocent and so naïve that I do not want to taint it with my ugly life of lies. I want you to keep your innocence about life, and not be changed by the cruel world I live in.

I feel sad when you're unhappy.

I saw you crying, and felt a tug at my heart. I saw you being rejected, and felt a tight grasp around my heart. I saw you being sad, and I start to cry.

I'm afraid I might fall in love with you,

I'm afraid I'm falling in love with you. I don't want to feel like this, this feeling of mine.

I dare not be close with you.

I'm so afraid that I avoid looking at you, worried that I'll fall in love with you all over again. Sometimes, when we're close, I run away, afraid of what might happen.

I'm afraid that I have nothing I can give.

I'm afraid of loving you; because there's nothing of me I can give. I'm afraid of loving you, because I'm afraid that if I love you, you would be the only one I have, and I'm afraid of the thought of losing you.

It takes a lot of courage to love you.

It's not easy loving you, you know.

I'm afraid I might fall in love with you,

I'm so afraid of falling in love with you. Afraid of what would have happen if I did, and of what would not have happen if I didn't.

Maybe someday I can't help it.

Maybe one day, I finally can't help myself. Maybe one day, I'll fall in love with you.

To think of you is tormenting myself,

Every passing second of my life is torture, for I can't stop thinking of you. Everyday I live in agony, just thinking of you pains me.

Loving you is something I just can't help,

I just can't help loving you. It just can't be helped. Believe me, I tried.

Why is it so?

Why can't I stop myself from loving you? It is a question I ask myself everyday. Why must it be me? Why not someone that could offer you more than love from the heart? Someone who can give you something of himself? Someone who can love you, as he wants to?

Here I am, seeing you again.

I know I'm not supposed to love you. Then pray tell, why am I looking at you? Why am I doing this, when I know that all it will result in is, falling in love with you?

I really, really don't want,

To fall in this trap of love.

I really shouldn't fall in love with you, when I know this is a great, huge trap, to trap me into loving you. I really don't want to fall in love with you, honestly, I don't. Then why am I so willing to throw myself into this trap?

"Ginny?"

She turned around, to look at his pale, pointy face and his equally blond hair. She looked at him, and pasted a disgusted look on her face. She had thought he changed, after all that had happened. He had helped them, and turned against his own father, but he refused to be part of them. She tried to reach out to him, but he turned her away. She tried again and again, but stopped when she noticed the look of disgust on his face before he ran away from her every time she was close to him.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" she spat.

"I just wanted..." he trailed off, suddenly unsure of what to say.

"What? What do you want, Malfoy?" her tone was less harsh now. She was sure she saw a glimpse of uncertainty in his eyes. He had let his guard down, something he never did.

Draco stayed silent, which angered Ginny. She stood up abruptly, and was about to leave, if she had not heard him say those five words she never thought he would ever say.

"I'm in love with you."

"What did you say?" it was her turn to be unsure now.

"Um, nothing," he said, quickly walking away. Ginny quickly stood in front of him, her arms crossed in front of her chest. He knew that she knew what he had said by the grin on her face.

"Say it again," said Ginny, her grin growing wider as she saw the pink tinge on his pale cheeks.

"No."

"Come on. Say it again. Please?"

"No. It was nothing important."

"Draco..."

Even the sun seemed to be smiling down at the both of them as Ginny continued bugging Draco and he finally gave up when she threw her arms around him and told him she loves him too.

The Beginning of a Beautiful End.