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Apr. 22nd, 2010 09:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's dark as pitch
behind you, the bright one
there, low in the south, with the Lyrids shooting
like hexes towards you, past you
there: one
another
behind you, the bright one
there, low in the south, with the Lyrids shooting
like hexes towards you, past you
there: one
another
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Date: 2010-04-23 05:43 am (UTC)You could have followed, you know.
you still can
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Date: 2010-04-23 06:02 am (UTC)Now look who's stating the obvious. Sorry. It's just
I wanted
I'm not good at this, you know? Finding words for all this rubbish. I wanted our family--you and them and what we should have been if you just hadn't hated it so much all along or if Mother hadn't
and I know it was never what it should have been, and that's why you didn't love us
love
I don't know
with you, you know, there were times when none of the rest mattered at all? Mother could turn away and Father could thunder and it didn't matter because we were together for it all
but afterwards
I'm sorry, I just, I don't know what to say now to you
that I'm not you? and I couldn't do it like you would, like you did?
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Date: 2010-04-23 06:19 am (UTC)Besides, you always followed. Everywhere except Gryffindor.
I thought
I dunno, I guess I thought if I paved the way
No, that's not true. Not exactly. I thought you were on their side. And if you weren't, that you'd change too.
But as for the rest? Merlin, Reg. I've been drunk for about sixteen hours and I'm not drunk enough for that conversation.