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Thu, Dec. 25th, 2003, 12:35 am
loathing isn't a powerful enough word. hate doesn't come close either.

[private]Well, at least now I know he felt the same way, and he had complete control over his actions, and that he knew how he was making me feel. Damnit, I hate him.

Sirius and I had a little chat this evening: I hate him, I hate the way he makes me feel, I hate the fact that he can make me cry, and I hate the fact that I feel comfortable crying to him. I hate the fact that he can take me into his arms and everything feels so much better, I hate the way he wraps his arms around me, I hate the way he sings me to sleep. I hate the way that he and I fit together like a puzzle. I especially fucking hate the fact that it won't ever work.[/private]

For some reason, I woke up with the words vous êtes mon immortal resounding through my head like a gong.

Wed, Dec. 24th, 2003 10:44 pm (UTC)
sirius_wizardry: Private to Bellatrix Black


You may be my immortal...but you're not my love. Tonight I wanted nothing more then to kiss you, and hold you, and make you mine...but it can't, wont', and never will, happen.

Be with Rodolphus, and I will be with Marlene, and we will be happy.


Wed, Dec. 24th, 2003 11:10 pm (UTC)
immer_rein: Re: Private to Bellatrix Black


I know the difference between immortality and love, Sirius. I never wanted to be your 'love' and I never claimed to be. I know nothing will ever come of what we've done and I don't particularly think that I'd ever be able to withstand it. Passion is just that, passion. I don't love you; in fact I wasn't lying when I said I utterly despised you.

I will be with Rodolphus, and I will be happy. I was happy until last night. I'm happy now. Everything has been put behind me, and I would appreciate if you would leave me be.

-Bellatrix Black