Moonlight

Moonlight

I always hated school. I never had any real friends. Oh sure, there were those dim-witted morons I called friends, and there was that complete cow who called herself my girlfriend, but who wants to hang out with a team of perfect gits? And they were so... clingy. Any where I went I was surrounded by those prats. They praised me, worshiped me, even. And I hated it.

True, I swallowed it all up. Fed it to my ego. I encouraged them, really. I made everyone believe I was something that in truth I was far from being. But it was all a mask. A costume, to escape from my pain. I acted the part of the cocky rich kid, and they were convinced. I'll be the first to admit I was a complete jerk. But I regret it.

Every day I look back, pained by the opportunities I missed, the friendships I could have had. And every day I wish for a way to go back, to correct my mistakes. If only I could have known then what I know now. Everything would be different.

If only I hadn't been so blinded by my pain. If only I had stopped to think, instead of rushing my choices. Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad.

It was only through you that I learned I wasn't all to blame. I couldn't control my upbringing, though I wish with all my heart that it could have been different. But it wasn't my fault. I didn't choose to be raised by sick-minded freaks. How could I have?

You taught me that and more. You gave me the strength I needed to face my challenges, you taught me to hold on, you taught me forgiveness, but most important, you taught me to love...

You taught me the sweet bliss of pure friendship and adoration. You guided my way through my hardships and trials. You were always there. Even when I behaved rashly you helped me withstand the hardest times in my life. And for that I am deeply grateful.

Sometimes I wonder how you put up with me. You, with your blithe smile and your soft laugh that fills me up with sheer joy. You, with your beautiful innocence and your quick wit. It makes me feel unworthy, and I wonder whether I deserve you.

Yet you are always there, telling me how I'm wrong. Telling me how that's not true, and how I deserve much more than I think. And it only strengthens my love for you.

It warms me, comforts me, and it brings me a happiness I never thought I would find. And I never would have, if it weren't for you. I shudder to think of what I could have become, what I would have become.

See, I never had any one to hold on to, to care for, to love...

And then you came along. Who would have thought that I would end up with you? You, the peculiar little odd one. The unexplainable girl with no friends. Like me, you were an outcast in your own way. And I hated you for it.

You and your calm stance, your lack of emotion. I loathed it all. The way you never reacted to my spiteful harassment, the way you never seemed to be conscious of anything around you. The way you were so...odd. And it was childish, I know. But I couldn't help feeling the way I felt.

They say love and hate are close in the heart, often divided by a thin line. I suppose that would explain my feelings for you. I was absolutely convinced that I hated you. And now...

Now I know the meaning of love. Now I can look at you, and fill my soul with peace and bliss. And every time I look at you, I can't help the fluttering I feel in my stomach. And every time I look at my children, I feel the gratitude and love I have always longed for. Whenever I lay a hand upon my daughter's head; whenever I play with my son. It's that beautiful comfort that fills me up, and for once I feel content.

Yes, I do believe I am content. And all because of you. You are my life and my love, and the love of my life. You are every bright star in the night sky, every rolling wave in the ocean. You are the rainbow after a violent storm. You are my moonlight. And I love you. With all my heart, I love you Luna Lovegood.