QUOTE(harryandhermionesdaughter @ Sep 11 2007, 05:04 AM)

Genre: Angst/Romance
Shippings: Harry and Hermione.
Ignoring DH: No.
[color=#993300]My love didn't die because of that day,
because my decision cannot sway,
Wow, that's hardcore. I love the poem. It's totally Harmonian.
Mine is not the same. The style, definitely is not, but I think it's just as angsty -
No BraverySometimes I believe that I'm not a true Gryffindor.
I know if I ever confessed this,
Everyone would say that I'm being crazy, insane,
They tell me, "You've been so brave,
"You've followed him, putting your life at stake, your family in peril,
"And you say you're not brave?"
If they knew the real reason - well, they don't.
And in a way, I'm glad they don't.
For it was not because of bravery I followed him; no, it was not!
It was love. There is no bravery in putting yourself in peril for him
If love is there to carry you through - well, love is blind,
And you are oblivious to anything else,
As long as you are with him - there can be no bravery in this.
And so, any danger I have encountered, any peril I have faced
To me, it was not peril. It was for him,
And there is nothing I would do for him,
Ever since that fateful day, when he came to help rescue me,
And then offered his friendship.
I fear I am selfish, and do not dare to confess
My true feelings. I only want him to be happy.
And so, I would break my heart into a million pieces,
Rather than to let his break.
'Would he return my love?' I sometimes ponder
Upon this question. I dare not hope it would be a 'Yes'.
Yet sometimes I wish to confess to him the true extent of my feelings.
I drop him hints, but he never catches on; nor does anyone else,
I am too subtle.
I wish - but, there is no point in wishing.
He is so happy with her now, I think,
Yet sometimes I think it is a façade. But there is evil in that thought.
I cannot ruin his happiness now.
So, I try to dim my feelings for him.
After years of doing so, forever seems easy enough.
I have become a good actress.
It is impossible for them to realize my true feelings.
I will try to find true happiness, I will grasp for love.
I know there is someone who loves me.
This someone is the only other who has an inkling of my true feelings.
I will turn to him.
There is no bravery in what I have done and am doing.
I am following someone else, using him, and am never confessing to anyone
Of how I feel about him.
And after this, I will die before ever confessing this again,
I fear that this revelation would shock him, and his world crash.
In fact, everyone's life would crash - everyone we know and care and love;
They would not be able to accept it.
I fight against Destiny, and I cannot win.
I have a place in life, and everyone believes it is not with him.
It kills me, but I have run away from the fight.
I have not yet begun fighting, and I have already given up.
There is no bravery in me.