Don't

Swept away by you

I moved on with my life, letting everyone think I had gotten over him. I dated Michael Corner and then Dean Thomas before I moved on to Seamus Finnigan. But in reality, I was heartbroken. Broken by the one person who has managed to make everyone's life a living hell. Tom Marvolo Riddle. Lord Voldemort.

And now I feel like a fool

I wish I had never heard of him. I wish he had never come to me. I wish that I could just have spent a normal year at school. I wish that none of this had happened.

So confused, my heart's bruised

But it did. No matter how many times I tried to forget. No matter how much I tried to get on with my life. He is still there. He is here in my heart. I keep on running back to him.

Was I ever loved by you

And I hate him for it. I hate him for what he has done to me. I am scared. I am so scared of him returning. I have been getting nightmares ever since he left. It is HIS entire fault, you know.

Out of reach, so far

I am glad that Harry defeated him. I am glad for every time he defeated Tom. Nevertheless, Harry does not know how powerful Tom is.

I never had your heart

I do know that. I know everything about Tom. I can help them all. I want to help them. But this something always holds me back.

Out of reach, couldn't see

I still love him. I cannot deny it. Even though he will never love me, I love him. I don't want to be with anybody else but him. I love him so much.

We were never meant to be

I don't like Tom. I really don't. That is something I wrote in my diary. But who the hell was I kidding when I wrote that? I do love him. I cannot live without him.

So much hurt, so much pain

I saw the hurt in his eyes. I heard his silent scream echoing in my head when I flushed his diary down the toilet. Was it really all a game?

Takes a while to regain what is lost inside

Was it all a game to get what he wanted? The answer is yes. He played a game. Did he never even love me? The answer is no, he didn't ever love me. Why do I still love him? The answer is unspoken.

And I hope that in time you'll be out of my mind

For I don't even have an answer to that. I can just hope that within time he will be gone. I hope that I can stand being on my own.

And I'll be over you

I have to stand it. Or my life will become the way he would have wanted it to be. Chaos. All he lived for was that, you know.

Out of reach, so far

I don't know what I would do when he would return to me. I think I would scream my lungs out if I ever laid eyes upon his seventeen-year-old self. After that I would probably hug him to death.

You never gave your heart

I don't know what I would do when he would tell me he loves me. I think I would be too stunned to speak. I don't know what I would do when he would tell me he needs me. I would probably laugh in his face. He never needed anyone. That's the truth, right?

In my reach, I can see

So whatever you do, Tom, don't try to return to me. Don't tell me you love me. Don't tell me you need me. Don't tell me that I am your little girl.

There's a life out there for me

Don't.