Pretending To Be Someone Else
She was miserable, woeful, and dreary. She thought of herself as worthless.
So she decided to change herself, but he stopped her before it's too late.
And the man, he was just there. He wasn't perfect. Unlike her, he didn't change. He was still the same.
They meet again, it was unexpected, but it was memorable.
He helped her. He illuminated her dusky life, even though he was lightless.
Note: This is unedited, and I wrote this not caring what the outcome would be. It was sort of a let's-see-if-I-could-write-one thingy, so beware of numerous grammatical mistakes and nonsense things.
*I do not own anything, all of these belongs to J.K. Rowling. All for your entertainment.*