I haven't been able to get onto Pottermore at all today.
This isn't good. I'm busying myself with this wonderful new world that is tumblr, but still I feel my mind slipping into those memories that haunt me.
The anger dissipated long ago. I still hate him, don't get me wrong, and I hate the slut almost as much. But I can't stay angry, it just isn't me.
It's the good memories that haunt me.
I remember as vividly as if it was yesterday, how he held me, how he told me he would always love me. And I lay there and smiled and the world was just so perfect.
I remember that euphoric contentment, remember it so well, and then within a few seconds I'm jolted back to reality and it feels like my heart breaks all over again.
When will I be over this?
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