I know how it goes.
I know how it goes from wrong and right.
Silence and sound.
Did they ever hold each other tight
Like us?
Did they ever fight
Like us?" I read it like a poem until the end and waited for Harry's answer nervously.
"That's bloody brilliant Cryssy, where did you come up with that?" he asked.
I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled,"you actually, and my parent's. I don't want us to be like them I guess...it's just kind of a song about that.. The analysis of it for Mrs.Clancy is going to be ridiculously long I know but I mean...I like it..a lot. And you do too which makes me happy" I replied, still smiling. I had drawn from my nightmares with this song. At night every time I closed my eyes it was like I was reliving my parents arguments over and over again, I used my r
