I have a feeling you'd laugh very hard if you ever met Dolores Umbridge. And you'd be no end of amused to know who she's lumped you in with.
You deserve so much more. I wish you had a proper burial. But it's not up to me, is it? I suppose this is what I've come up with instead. Visiting your paper grave, and leaving letters instead of flowers.
I can't get away from you these past few days. I'll turn a corner and you'll be waiting there, looking lost and sad and broken, and I'll feel small all over again. It's been ages since you've shown up, but it still manages to take the breath out of me. I wonder if this will ever really end? I can't imagine feeling like a second year when I'm sixty or seventy, but I suppose I'll have to wait and find out. If I ever get to be that old, that is.
Someone just told me yesterday that as long as a person's name is remembered, their soul will never be lost. And I'll remember you for as long as I live.
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branchandroot
I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
Date: 2013-02-21 10:59 pm (UTC)You deserve so much more. I wish you had a proper burial. But it's not up to me, is it? I suppose this is what I've come up with instead. Visiting your paper grave, and leaving letters instead of flowers.
I can't get away from you these past few days. I'll turn a corner and you'll be waiting there, looking lost and sad and broken, and I'll feel small all over again. It's been ages since you've shown up, but it still manages to take the breath out of me. I wonder if this will ever really end? I can't imagine feeling like a second year when I'm sixty or seventy, but I suppose I'll have to wait and find out. If I ever get to be that old, that is.
Someone just told me yesterday that as long as a person's name is remembered, their soul will never be lost. And I'll remember you for as long as I live.
So there.