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chucks-arecomfy.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Oct. 19th, 2003 01:01 am)Title: Past Forward
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chucks_arecomfy
Pairing: Dom/Billy
Rating: PG
Summary: You reflect because it's faded.
Disclaimer: To the best of my knowledge >>> it's not real, didn't happen, and I don't own any characters.
a/n- I've written a lot of different versions of this. Tell me what you think.
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I watch the cool salty water run over my feet, only to fall back once again. A light breeze blows through my hair, sending a chill down my spine. For a second I actually trick myself into believing that it was just the wind, but I know your closeness is the real reason for that shiver. I gaze up at the stars burning away in the sky, and it reminds me of us. We start out young and fiery, full of energy and heat. We were so in love. Then over time we slowly begin to fade, eventually falling out of the sky, and out of love. We fall, and as we do, there are so many wishes and hopes that people set forth onto us, but we’ve already fallen, and it’s already too late.
.Love is just a word, four letters put together to form a sound, but it use to be so much more. It described something that no one else could possibly understand except us. It ran deeper than the physical attraction, and even deeper than the heart itself. It ran right to the soul. When you weren’t around me, I ached for your presence, and when you were I soaked up every second of it. But every great thing comes with a flaw. I used to think maybe it was me, but that wasn’t the problem. The problem was everyone around us. After all, how would the fans, our friends, our own family react to just the thought of ‘us’ being together? It wasn’t until one of them actually found out did we realize the consequences of it all. I guess I can say we were just lucky, because it wasn’t really someone we knew, because that could have ruined our lives completely. But the way that one person, just that one, reacted to our relationship was enough to scare us both into wanting out.
So as the song goes, “maybe it’s for the best, maybe it’s not for anything.” I don’t know exactly how to put our base now. Being ‘just friends’ I suppose. One of the many sayings I’ve come to know in my life, right up there with ‘it isn’t you, it’s me.’ Now I’m sitting here beside you, in one of the most romantic spots I can think of, and I can’t do anything about it, even if I wanted to. I pull my knees up to my chest, remembering every moment I’ve spent with you. I use to spend hours just gazing into your beautiful eyes. You know they say that the eyes are the gateway to the soul. If that’s true, you’ve got the purest soul I’ve ever seen. But I don’t have to spend hours looking at you, memorizing every single detail lined on your face, the curves of your hands, none of that. Because I spent so much time with it before, that I can just close my eyes and see you perfectly.
Being so close to you now though is making me feel weird. I don’t have to, but I turn to you anyway. For that split second our eyes meet, and I can see that there’s something you’re hiding. It’s always been one of those rare and unusual gifts I have, to be able to sense what other people are feeling. For once in my life, I just need to think of at least one damn half-decent thing to say to you.
“Billy.”
I’m surprised that my voice even found the courage to say that much.
“Yeah.”
“I feel…I mean don’t you feel…like things keep changing?”
I really do surprise myself sometimes.
You shrug, playing with the end of one of your shoelaces, and trying to avoid eye contact.
“Billy, I think that maybe…”
You pause abruptly from your shoelace twirling.
“You know…I think that I…”
Well isn’t it funny that at the exact same time I was about to tell you I still loved you, that you would cut me off to tell me that you still loved me?
“I love you Dom.”
I looked into your eyes, those eyes that I had spent so many hours staring longingly at, that I had memorized. All I could do was nod, unaware of how close we seemed to be growing. Without realizing it until it had happened, I found your lips pressed softly against mine. I felt that same heat that had been there when we had first kissed so long ago, as if our star where suddenly back in place up in the sky. There are so many questions I wanted to ask, but suddenly I can’t remember anything.
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a/n ~ So how was that? It's an old standalone. Hope it was ok.
Author:
chucks_arecomfyPairing: Dom/Billy
Rating: PG
Summary: You reflect because it's faded.
Disclaimer: To the best of my knowledge >>> it's not real, didn't happen, and I don't own any characters.
a/n- I've written a lot of different versions of this. Tell me what you think.
-
I watch the cool salty water run over my feet, only to fall back once again. A light breeze blows through my hair, sending a chill down my spine. For a second I actually trick myself into believing that it was just the wind, but I know your closeness is the real reason for that shiver. I gaze up at the stars burning away in the sky, and it reminds me of us. We start out young and fiery, full of energy and heat. We were so in love. Then over time we slowly begin to fade, eventually falling out of the sky, and out of love. We fall, and as we do, there are so many wishes and hopes that people set forth onto us, but we’ve already fallen, and it’s already too late.
.Love is just a word, four letters put together to form a sound, but it use to be so much more. It described something that no one else could possibly understand except us. It ran deeper than the physical attraction, and even deeper than the heart itself. It ran right to the soul. When you weren’t around me, I ached for your presence, and when you were I soaked up every second of it. But every great thing comes with a flaw. I used to think maybe it was me, but that wasn’t the problem. The problem was everyone around us. After all, how would the fans, our friends, our own family react to just the thought of ‘us’ being together? It wasn’t until one of them actually found out did we realize the consequences of it all. I guess I can say we were just lucky, because it wasn’t really someone we knew, because that could have ruined our lives completely. But the way that one person, just that one, reacted to our relationship was enough to scare us both into wanting out.
So as the song goes, “maybe it’s for the best, maybe it’s not for anything.” I don’t know exactly how to put our base now. Being ‘just friends’ I suppose. One of the many sayings I’ve come to know in my life, right up there with ‘it isn’t you, it’s me.’ Now I’m sitting here beside you, in one of the most romantic spots I can think of, and I can’t do anything about it, even if I wanted to. I pull my knees up to my chest, remembering every moment I’ve spent with you. I use to spend hours just gazing into your beautiful eyes. You know they say that the eyes are the gateway to the soul. If that’s true, you’ve got the purest soul I’ve ever seen. But I don’t have to spend hours looking at you, memorizing every single detail lined on your face, the curves of your hands, none of that. Because I spent so much time with it before, that I can just close my eyes and see you perfectly.
Being so close to you now though is making me feel weird. I don’t have to, but I turn to you anyway. For that split second our eyes meet, and I can see that there’s something you’re hiding. It’s always been one of those rare and unusual gifts I have, to be able to sense what other people are feeling. For once in my life, I just need to think of at least one damn half-decent thing to say to you.
“Billy.”
I’m surprised that my voice even found the courage to say that much.
“Yeah.”
“I feel…I mean don’t you feel…like things keep changing?”
I really do surprise myself sometimes.
You shrug, playing with the end of one of your shoelaces, and trying to avoid eye contact.
“Billy, I think that maybe…”
You pause abruptly from your shoelace twirling.
“You know…I think that I…”
Well isn’t it funny that at the exact same time I was about to tell you I still loved you, that you would cut me off to tell me that you still loved me?
“I love you Dom.”
I looked into your eyes, those eyes that I had spent so many hours staring longingly at, that I had memorized. All I could do was nod, unaware of how close we seemed to be growing. Without realizing it until it had happened, I found your lips pressed softly against mine. I felt that same heat that had been there when we had first kissed so long ago, as if our star where suddenly back in place up in the sky. There are so many questions I wanted to ask, but suddenly I can’t remember anything.
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a/n ~ So how was that? It's an old standalone. Hope it was ok.
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*pokes*
Thanks dude.
I loved writing it.
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::::blushes::::
Wow, thanks.
Maybe you can tell that when I wrote it I was feeling a little emotional...
^.^
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I imagined being there when I was writing it, if that makes since.
Thanks muchos for your review...encouragement is
needed or else I'll absolutely diewelcome.:)