HopeAndHeartache

Subject: George Weasley Fandom: Harry Potter Pairing: N/A I feel empty. The war is long over now, and everyone has moved on, finished their pain-filly mourning or gotten their comeuppance. Everyone, that is, except me. Every day I am reminded of my loss. I wake up and I see him, I dress and I see him, I walk down the streets and I see him. I can never seem to escape his image, and it is a constant reminder that he is never going to be there, for a laugh or for a shoulder to cry on – he will never come back. The younger ones have gotten married, mostly amongst themselves. Even I've found 'the one', settled down, and had kids. It se

How can I sit and enjoy the show, When all I want to do is dance? How can I watch you rehearse, When all I want is just one chance? One fall One bad landing One moment No show for me I get replaced You can dance another day I want today I want that moment On the stage In the lights Audience in awe Captivating movements All taken away With one bad landing