Harry's Journal

I love you,
But I’m terrified of loving you.

I don’t hate you,
But I’m scared of losing you.

I miss you, 
But I’m afraid, I’ll remember you.

I want to help you,
But I think I’ll die for you.

Countless instances when I think about you, 
I believe that you’re not worth it,

But that one moment when I see you,
I imagine that you’re the only one that’s worth it.