The One You Love

The One you Love

Lyrics by Glenn Frey

"I know you need a friend, someone you can talk to
Who will understand what you're going through
When it comes to love, there's no easy answer
Only you can say what you're gonna do"

What's wrong with me? What am I doing wrong? Why does he love me? Why does he love me? I can't take this. I don't deserve either of them. They want me and I know it. They'd kill each other if I only asked. I thought I'd be the happiest girl in the world if even one boy noticed me. But now that I'm the object of two others' affection I just wish I could go back to being a nobody on the sidelines. Why does love have to be so complicated?

"I heard you on the phone, you took his number
Said you weren't alone, but you'd call him soon
Isn't he the guy, the guy who left you cryin'?
Isn't he the one who made you blue?
When you remember those nights in his arms
You know you gotta make up your mind"

He thinks it's wrong that I still care about Draco. He doesn't understand the love that's behind the hating gray eyes. He doesn't think that I should care about him. Draco broke my heart but that's nothing a little bit of tape and glue can't fix. Right? And besides, he's been my friend for so long it would be impossible to become more than that. But with Draco? With Draco I'm me. It's like a drug, an addiction. I'm addicted to him. But then again, he has the power to take all that away from me. I didn't think he would break my heart but he did. He wants me back. Should I go back?

"Are you gonna stay with the one who loves you
Or are you goin' back to the one you love?
Someone's gonna cry when they know they've lost you
Someone's gonna thank the stars above"

He's says he'll make things better. That he was stupid and naïve and that it wasn't his fault. He tells me that Harry could never make me happy like he could. He says that he doesn't love me but love is just a game. He says that he wants me around and that he likes me enough to say the word love. But that's not good enough. I know that Harry loves me but I can't help thinking that if I make something out of it he'll end up hating me. I have to make a choice. Why does love have to be so painful?

"What you gonna say when he comes over?
There's no easy way to see this through
All the broken dreams, all the disappointment
Oh girl, what you gonna do?
Your heart keeps sayin' it's just not fair
But still you gotta make up your mind"

Draco and Harry fight all the time. And it's over me. It's not fair that I'm doing this to them. Harry can't live without me but I can't live without Draco. But Draco doesn't need me, Harry needs me. But I don't know what I need. That's the problem. If I choose Draco he'll just break my heart again and then Harry will hate me. But if I choose Harry I'll risk losing that friendship, and then Draco will hate me. I keep thinking that I'll wake up and suddenly know the answers. Where is morning? Where has it gone? I have to make a decision.

"Are you gonna stay with the one who loves you
Or are you goin' back to the one you love?
Someone's gonna cry when they know they've lost you
Someone's gonna thank the stars above"

I don't know what to do. I can't decide. And if I don't they'll kill each other, and if I do they'll kill each other, and if I don't or do I'll kill myself. This is too much for me. Give me a word problem or a potion to do. I can do that. This? I can't do this. If I choose Draco I'll lose everything and gain nothing. If I choose Harry I'll lose all and gain all. But that just leaves things at a stand still. What should I do? How can I make it so we're all happy? Why did I say that? Why do I care how they feel? They're the ones who chose to embark on love. This wasn't my choice. But it should be. I don't care anymore what they think or feel. It matters what I think...what I feel. And if they can't accept that it's their problem. I cannot be pressured into a meaningless war. I cannot do that. I cannot be the person they both think I am, but I don't have to be. Either way one of them will love me the other hate me. No matter what one of them will rejoice while the other despairs. But either way they'll eventually turn against me regardless of the choice. And no matter what I will be condemned to this fate. I can make a choice. I can and I will. But my decision will leave no winners or losers. But what it will do is bring morning to me. Neither one of them is right for me. I know what I must do...