Post by mcgonagall4eva on May 13, 2012 12:36:22 GMT -5
Quick story about the confusion inside of Minerva's head, hope you like it.
DISCLAIMER I don't own anything, I think we all know who it belongs to.
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You trusted to me today. You shared deep family secrets, you told me your feelings then and feelings now. You told me how you often worried that your sister’s death was, as your brother says, your entire fault. Or did you trust me? Did I just catch you in a weak moment? Would you have told anyone when you were that broken up? Was it just because I was the only one there that you told me? Do you trust me? You touched my hand today. The warmth of our hands connected and you kept your hand there willingly. Or was it an accidental brush with your fingers while you walked past me towards your seat as we talked? Did your hand only linger because you were in such deep thought? You kissed me today. I felt the warmness of your soul touch my lips for 10 or more seconds. Or was it just a peck? Did I just think it was longer because of joyful shock? Were you just doing it because I’m a close friend? Were you just so venerable that it had to be done? You whispered something in my ear today. Did you say something nice? Or did you just insult me too quietly for my ears to understand?
Did I help you feel better today? Or did I just take advantage of you?
DISCLAIMER I don't own anything, I think we all know who it belongs to.
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You trusted to me today. You shared deep family secrets, you told me your feelings then and feelings now. You told me how you often worried that your sister’s death was, as your brother says, your entire fault. Or did you trust me? Did I just catch you in a weak moment? Would you have told anyone when you were that broken up? Was it just because I was the only one there that you told me? Do you trust me? You touched my hand today. The warmth of our hands connected and you kept your hand there willingly. Or was it an accidental brush with your fingers while you walked past me towards your seat as we talked? Did your hand only linger because you were in such deep thought? You kissed me today. I felt the warmness of your soul touch my lips for 10 or more seconds. Or was it just a peck? Did I just think it was longer because of joyful shock? Were you just doing it because I’m a close friend? Were you just so venerable that it had to be done? You whispered something in my ear today. Did you say something nice? Or did you just insult me too quietly for my ears to understand?
Did I help you feel better today? Or did I just take advantage of you?
The good times