a very short little drabble

[avonlea_dreamer]

Ginny's PoV of H/Hr- after she gets smarter.


Not That Girl

There’s a girl he loves.

There’s a girl who makes him smile whenever he thinks of her or talks about her. There’s a girl who understands what he’s thinking without his having to say a word. There’s a girl whom he would do anything for.

But I’m not that girl.

I wish I could be; there was a time I thought I could be that girl. But I know I’m not.

There’s a girl who loves him more than anything else, who has saved his life more than once and who would do anything for him.

There’s a girl who worries about him and who helps him. There’s a girl who’s always been by his side since the beginning, a girl who’s never left him alone.

I am not that girl.

There’s a girl whom he belongs to and, perhaps, always has.

There’s a girl who will be with him forever.

There’s a girl who loves him and whom he loves.

And now I know, for sure, that I am not that girl.

There’s only one girl whom he cares about like that; there’s only one girl who can make him smile in that special way.

There’s only one girl who can make him so happy.

And I am not that girl.