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Afraid To Forget

By Emerald Riddle 2004

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I'm afraid to forget,
The time that we shared,

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I remember the way your fingers played along the sides of my face. Small whispers of pleasure jolted from the pads of each; making my breath catch slightly. They were so delicate, so sweet, so undeniably you. But now they're gone and the only thing I feel is a penetrating cold.

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I'm afraid to forget,
Or the pain can leave me impaired,

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I was always cold before you came. You were like an enchanted fire; forever warming me when I needed it, yet never burning me when I didn't. That was a special talent you had, I guess. Making people feel happy when you were at your worst.

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You left me all alone,
Without a single good bye,

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I can never forget the warmth you spread through me with only a look, a few words, some gentle touches.

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You never saw my tears,
When you closed your eyes that one last time,

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We were perfect together. Your dark looks with my light; your light tendencies with my dark. Sure, we've had a few squabbles then and again, but neither of us was expecting a perfect relationship. What mattered was, we were a duo, making up for the other's weaknesses and complimenting the strengths.

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I'm afraid to forget,
Your beautiful voice,

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I always thought we were invincible. I guess I was wrong.

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I'm afraid to forget,
The times we rejoiced,

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All those years of loathing... I never thought we'd get like this. You dead, me mourning. Everything around me seems dead as well because only your vibrance could give it any life.

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Now I'm sitting here all alone,
Drowning in a rain of tears,

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Ironic, isn't it?

Finally, the thing I used to dreamed of, wanted so badly. I got it and now I would give up my very soul to have it back. To have you back. Sometimes I dream that you would just walk in the door, kiss me on the cheek, and act like this never happened.

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How was I supposed to know,
That you dying wasn't only a fear?

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Sometimes I wish I could be able to hate you.

You stole my heart and never even had the courtesy to give it back. Now there's just a huge hole where you just... disappeared.

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I'm afraid to forget,
That you're really not alive,

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Figures. The most unselfish person I could find, and they stole something from me. I had your heart once, but it vanished once those emerald eyes of yours closed.

I just wish you would have given it back because now there's a constant ache in not seeing you anymore.

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I'm afraid to forget,
That I'm the one who survived,

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Many people say there is nothing worse than being under an Unforgivable. I bet you that those people never felt like this. Never felt like their heart was ripped out. Never felt like something very large and heavy was lodged in their stomach.

I still want to remember you, though. I'm not exactly sure why, but it might be because I'm afraid to forget.

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It's like a cut that never heals,

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Afraid to forget the way your eyes lit up when you were happy.

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Like a pain only I can feel,

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Afraid to forget the way your voice sounded in my ear.

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No one else really understands,

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I'm afraid to forget because, Harry, it might be like losing you all over again.

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That it was you that made me who I am...

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The End.


A/N: I wrote this quite a few months ago and finally found it and uploaded it . The poem is by me especially for this story and yes, I wrote the story first. I would love to know your thoughts on both, of course ;)