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TITLE: The Rain Keeps Falling
FANDOM: Harry Potter
CHARACTERS: Cho Chang, Cedric Diggory
RATING: G
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Summer. Sunshine. A hero. And gone. And she cries the rain.
AUTHOR COMMENTARY: April 2012. I don't know what happened to produce this, but it was nominated for Best Poetry in the MNFF equivalent of the Pulitzer competition.
He smelled like summer. Like flowers and water and chocolate ice cream.
He felt like sunshine. Warm and soft and comforting.
He looked like a hero of old. Strong and golden and firm.
And when he was gone, the summer was over. The rain began to fall.
The rain keeps falling.
I smell like winter. Like ice and fires and hot cocoa.
I feel like moonlight. Cold and hard and frightening.
I look like a tragedy. Small and dark and tearful.
And when he was gone, the winter stayed. The icy rain covered the earth.
The rain keeps falling.
We were so different. Light and dark, warm and cold.
He chose me, though. Out of all the girls, he chose me.
He took me to the ball. He danced with me all night.
And when it was over, the sun shone through my winter.
The rain keeps falling.
I am drowning in it. In sorrow, in grief, in tears.
I need something new. Something warm, something gentle, something alive.
I want to go back. Back to the dance, back to the touch, back to the kiss.
I wish he was here. Laughing, talking smiling.
The rain keeps falling.
I smell summer. Far away, but always there.
I feel sunshine. Someone warm is close to me.
I see a hero of old. The gold and the strength is coming.
Cedric…
The rain keeps falling.
FANDOM: Harry Potter
CHARACTERS: Cho Chang, Cedric Diggory
RATING: G
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Summer. Sunshine. A hero. And gone. And she cries the rain.
AUTHOR COMMENTARY: April 2012. I don't know what happened to produce this, but it was nominated for Best Poetry in the MNFF equivalent of the Pulitzer competition.
He smelled like summer. Like flowers and water and chocolate ice cream.
He felt like sunshine. Warm and soft and comforting.
He looked like a hero of old. Strong and golden and firm.
And when he was gone, the summer was over. The rain began to fall.
The rain keeps falling.
I smell like winter. Like ice and fires and hot cocoa.
I feel like moonlight. Cold and hard and frightening.
I look like a tragedy. Small and dark and tearful.
And when he was gone, the winter stayed. The icy rain covered the earth.
The rain keeps falling.
We were so different. Light and dark, warm and cold.
He chose me, though. Out of all the girls, he chose me.
He took me to the ball. He danced with me all night.
And when it was over, the sun shone through my winter.
The rain keeps falling.
I am drowning in it. In sorrow, in grief, in tears.
I need something new. Something warm, something gentle, something alive.
I want to go back. Back to the dance, back to the touch, back to the kiss.
I wish he was here. Laughing, talking smiling.
The rain keeps falling.
I smell summer. Far away, but always there.
I feel sunshine. Someone warm is close to me.
I see a hero of old. The gold and the strength is coming.
Cedric…
The rain keeps falling.