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As always I awoke screaming. Always screaming.

"Lord Voldemort." I spat.

My dreams were always about him.

And Tom my dear, darling Tom Riddle.

Who became the monster I hated most and all because I couldn't save him.

Oh I wished we where happy and together but this is what it got for loving a brilliant boy who became my living nightmare.

It's all my fault. Everything. For letting Tom become the very thing I despised most.

"Why my love?"

"Just tell me why?" I sobbed. Thinking of could have been and what we should have gotten together.

A lifetime.

Free

Happy

And so in love.

But I hate that I still miss a monster with everything in me.

"Come back to me. Please."

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-WolfWind150

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