• Call Me, Call Me



    I never thought he would leave me for her of all people.
    As I sit here, shattered and torn, wondering if anyone cares or would even to bother to repair my broken soul, I dial his number, hoping he might pickup. But I know he won’t. Harry and Ginny have tried to pull me out of my depression, but they failed.
    So call me, call me

    Will this darkness ever see light? Will this hole ever be filled? Will I ever be complete again?

    I sit her in my darkened room, my darkened soul crumbling from this betrayal. I am falling deeper and deeper into the darkness of this dark abyss.

    Will this depression ever end? Or will I doomed to eternal misery for all time and forever more.

    As days go by, I shatter ever more. This pain is the worst. It’s eating me from the inside out. My world is crumbling. I need him to survive. Without him, I am nothing. No he’s gone, and so is my ability to love.

    Will this pain ever cease? Will I ever love again? Will my feeling and emotions ever return?

    I want to sleep, but I’ll have dreams of him. I want to die, but I am afraid to hurt myself. Maybe somebody will kill me, and in a flash of green light, all of my pain and suffering will be gone. It sounds ideal. My kids ask me “When is Daddy going to be home?” I can’t tell daddy is a cheating b*****d. So call me, call me,

    Somebody please ******** kill me. Take this pain away!!! Send me to eternal sleep where are no dreams, just darkness.

    So call me, call me

    If I am dead, all my emotions, feelings, and self-being disappear from this hell that we call life. I can sleep where there are no dreams or no worries. I can forget about this betrayal. Everyone will be better off without me. My kids, my parents, and my friends mean nothing to me now that he’s gone. So call me, call me.

    Does anyone care about me? Do I even care about myself? I don’t even know what’s real and what’s not.

    This pain is unnatural. I shouldn’t be feeling this, but I do. I want this pain to end. I’d trade anything to rid myself of this pain and suffering, even my life. I want to put an end to this hell and breakout of this cage that has been built around me. I want to be free of this pain. I want to be free of this suffering. Will someone please help! So call me, call me.

    I want to live. I am finally free of this pain and suffering. My cage has finally been broken open. Hell has been turned to heaven. The darkness has been turned to light. And I have you to thank for that, Draco. Your were the angel of light that descended the stair that led to hell to rescue me from the demons who were attacking my soul. So call me, call me.

    Ron, I hate you. You’re the one that should die. You can have your slut of a girlfriend. I just don’t care anymore. I have found someone who’s not like you. You have shamed you family’s name. Harry now hates you. Your own sister won’t even talk to you. So you can take your excuses, lies, and life and shove it up your a**. I hope you ******** die!! So don’t call me, don’t call me.
    Draco, I love you. You’re the light of my world. When I am with you, hell doesn’t exist. The only thing that exists is you and I.