Severus Snape
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I just wanted to post this great poem by Emilie Autumn. I think it's absolutely beautiful. What do you guys think? It actually made me cry.
If you could only know
The hurt I feel each time I think of you.
You might begin to understand,
What makes a faerie cry.
You couldn't quite believe,
The reasons I would give,
If you asked to be told,
The nature of my tears.
And so I told you why...
If you could only know,
How many times each day,
I picture in my mind,
The look upon your face,
When you begin to laugh.
Or how your eyes look sad,
The softness of your hair,
The beauty of your soul.
And whatever I am,
You are the other half.
I cannot comprehend,
How I could recognize,
The one I've waited for,
The instant that we met,
And have known since that day.
While you are truly fond,
And care, I do believe.
But would not take the chance,
That alters suns and moons,
And gave your heart away.
If you could only know,
How precious you've become,
How all that I create,
You still inspire so.
You may begin to see...
That I might be the one,
For whom you were brought back.
But if you never know,
The chance will pass us by.
And love will never be.
If you could only know
The hurt I feel each time I think of you.
You might begin to understand,
What makes a faerie cry.
You couldn't quite believe,
The reasons I would give,
If you asked to be told,
The nature of my tears.
And so I told you why...
If you could only know,
How many times each day,
I picture in my mind,
The look upon your face,
When you begin to laugh.
Or how your eyes look sad,
The softness of your hair,
The beauty of your soul.
And whatever I am,
You are the other half.
I cannot comprehend,
How I could recognize,
The one I've waited for,
The instant that we met,
And have known since that day.
While you are truly fond,
And care, I do believe.
But would not take the chance,
That alters suns and moons,
And gave your heart away.
If you could only know,
How precious you've become,
How all that I create,
You still inspire so.
You may begin to see...
That I might be the one,
For whom you were brought back.
But if you never know,
The chance will pass us by.
And love will never be.