(fanfic in Harry’s POV)
I miss Ginny so much my heart is torn apart and there is a constant ache.
Does she also miss me as much? Why do I feel she thinks of me too?
I really can’t go on this way. Life is so meaningless. The clothes that I bought for her is unused. I don’t remember which day it is. I don’t realise the time. I don’t know what I am doing.
I wish I could have met her one last time. But I don’t think that would have been enough. I want her constantly. I want her presence all the time. I want to hug her everyday. I wish I had the papers in my wallet to go to Canada. I’m in so much agony and pain I might just collapse and never get up.
I would do anything to see her again. I would do anything for things to go back to the way it was. I would do anything to kiss her again. My head is in whirlwind of memories. My heart aches and is bleeding. Tears keep streaming down my face. I wanna see her so badly.
I can’t go on.
Time has stopped.
I’m just breathing and eating to stay alive. Working ’cause I have no choice.
I’m just existing.
I don’t know what I’m doing. No one does though. But I have forgotten what it means to live life.
I have stopped living.