#push & pull

@microficmay day 20 Drarry CW: post-Azkaban

Day after day, all day, arguments:

STEPS.

“You might hurt yourself!”

STEPS.

“Draco, please. There’s no hurry!”

STEPS.

The day Draco takes ten unsteady steps on spindly legs, Harry catches him.

“What do you want?” Harry says, Draco panting, clinging. “Anything. If you rest.”

A Slytherin grin. 

Draco writes SNOG.

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Album: You & Me (2017)

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Anxiety is a parasite forever feeding on my rational mind.

Praying at the notions that anyone cares, that anyone’s kind.

So I push and push until the people that care, don’t.

I push until people who love me, just simply won’t.

I tell myself over and over that nothing is wrong, it’s all just my brain.

Yet it wins the battle and makes sure that I feel less than sane.

I can’t keep asking people to be patient, to just be okay with this madness.

To sit back and watch my mood take a dip from happiness to sadness.

I can only imagine the annoyance I put on them, the stress.

Why they stick around or put up with me is anyone’s guess.

But how much longer can they endure what I put them through?

How much longer until they look at me and change their point of view?

I guess if they stay it means they do care, they won’t leave.