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Friends break up, friends get married. Strangers get born and strangers get buried. Trends change, rumours fly through new skies, but I'm right where you left me.
Everybody moves on from a heartbreak at some point, not Remus though. He was still stuck in the past. His mind always wandered off to the day Sirius left him there sitting in the library. The two who used to be close barely glanced at each other anymore- well Sirius didn’t. When the Black was looking the other way, Remus would stare at him with a longing gaze.
Remus was still at the library, sitting cross-legged in a corner in the dim light. It was a sad sight. You could hear a hairpin drop right when the moment stopped, Remus’ ink bottle shattered against the table.
Everybody moved on, but Remus stayed there. Staring endlessly in the direction where Sirius sat once, as dust collected up in his hair. They expected him to get ahold of himself and move on but he sat and stared, not moving, staring where Sirius left him. He left him. He left him no choice but to stay here forever.
You left me no, you left me no. You left me no choice but to stay here forever.
Remus was mental about Sirius, he was whipped. Sirius must’ve known, Remus only let his guard down around the Black. It was he who saw Remus at his most vulnerable, who knew everything about the boy. Remus thought they would last forever. Apparently, not.
Remus was frozen, time moved on for everyone else but he wouldn’t know it. He was still 16, lost in his fantasy of how it was supposed to be. He lived under delusion.
‘Break ups happen everyday, you don’t need to lose it.’ Some would say.
He was still 16, inside of his fantasy. And Sirius was sitting in-front of him at the library when he was still the one he wanted. Remus sat cross-legged, under the dim light. Everything was just right. He dipped his quill into the black ink and slowly wrote on the parchment, he was almost done with his charms essay. Sirius on the other hand, wasn’t doing anything but playing with his fingers and wearing an odd expression.
Sirius broke the silence and Remus wished he didn’t. He could feel his glass heart shatter. He could feel tears run when Sirius had opened his mouth saying he met someone. The ink shattered on the white parchment.
Everybody moved on while Remus was still at the library, still sitting in the corner he haunts, cross legged in the dim light, it was nothing but a sad sight. He stayed there, dust collecting up in his hair. Maybe, Sirius had gotten a wife out there, kids and Christmas. But, he wouldn’t know, he was unaware cause he was still right there.
I cause no harm, mind my business. If our love died young, I can't bear witness.
It had been so long but Remus could only hope Sirius had gotten it wrong, if he had, he would still be there in the library right where he left him.
You left me no, you left me no. You left me no choice but to stay here forever.
He left him no choice but to stay here forever.