"After all this time?"

Was it that bright green eyes and dark red hair that tortured you,
Or was it the love that you could never confess?
I cried when you held Lily close to your heart
For the first and last time,
Dumbledore called you disgust, when you asked Voldemort to spare Lily;
But let me ask,
What is disgust in love?
"Look at me" was your last words,
And I know, in those green eyes you were looking for someone else, looking at someone else.
You were heartless, they said
And it's true, your heart died along with Lily that night in Gordic's hallow,
isn't it?
"EXPECTO PATRONUM"
And from the tip of your wand, those silvery lines forms into a doe.
Lily's patronus.
It's was love,
At it's most purest form.
For Lily, for yourself.
When you tore Lily's signature from her letter
That night at Grimmauld Place,
You knew she was alive and happy, once
Like in that photograph,
And you wanted to keep some of her to yourself.
Close to yourself.
You weren't wrong for hating James, or Harry for that matter
I could imagine that young half blood Prince,
Looking for love, longing for love.
I wonder, how you would have felt watching the love of your life marrying the one you hate?
I know, looking into Harry's eyes everytime
You were overcome with guilt
Guilt, of not having done anything,
Your life was a constant struggle,
And your love,
Your love was such that you lived for her, and died for her.
You expected nothing in return,
You loved Lily endlessly, hopelessly, selflessly...
.
How could you?
How could you love like this, Severus?
To bravest man we've ever known,
"After all this time?"

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  1. UnknownApril 16, 2020 at 9:34 AM

    Thanks for standing up for snape. This is great.😊😊

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