Why do I have to pretend that we are something that we're not? I pretend to be a star for you and you pretend to be the moon for me. I don't understand it. Why are we gay wizards in Hogwarts? Why are you attracted to that side of me and why am I attracted to that side of you? It doesn't make sense.
Tell me why I can't seem to let go of this idea that you and I are gay wizards. You do stuff to me that makes me feel so gay. It's ridiculous!
Do I have to write about you in secret?
It's so funny how life imitates art.
The end.