Thursday, 29 July 2010

like throwing arms round yesterday

Dear Fictional Personage,

It feels so strange to be in this place once again, writing you letters you’ll never see. I thought I’d left all this behind but after M---- mentioned your name a few weeks ago and I haven’t been able to get you out of my head. Before I knew what was good for me I went back and read pages upon pages because, God, how I miss you. You’re everything again, where here I thought you were gone for good.

And now it’s the way it used to be; sometimes I think you’re a disease, a creeping brain cloud, slowly sinking into every cell until I find myself wondering whether I’m not more you than me. If only that were true. You are a smart, compassionate, talented, talented man, and if I could be just a tenth of what you are I couldn’t consider my life a waste. I’d be like you, fighting the good fight, protecting my family, facing my fears when it is far, far easier to rabbit run run run.

But you’re gone now, and I don’t know where to. And though it’s been so long since first you went, I miss you now like I did then. You are adored, and wherever you may be on your next great adventure I hope you can feel how much we -- I -- still love you.

Your,
K



P.S. My mother talks to snakes and they do what she says. Told you I should have been sorted into Slytherin.

5 comments:

mysterygirl! said...

Sometimes the best letters to write are the ones the recipient will never see.

Great song.

Heather Anne said...

You’re everything again, where here I thought you were gone for good.

Boy, do I ever feel ya on this.

Jennie said...

I love when you write letters.

eclectic said...

I love when you write everything.

P.S. Harry could have been Slytherin too, but that helped make him the best Gryffindor.

kat said...

YOU GUYS. i think if they show lupin getting killed in deathly hallows i might not make it. i am still SO SAD.