Written for Mystii's free verse competition on HPFC.
Lucy/Lorcan .:. prompt ~ write
it's already too late
when he realizes he's f a l l i n g
for his best friend
.:.
she's all he can think about
all he d r e a m s about
.&&.
when he picks up a quill
to write down how he feels
it's 3 a.m. before he notices
he's written the same word
Over. And. Over.
.:.
LucyLucyLucyLucyLucyLucyLucy
.:.
he knows it's too much
but it's too (damn) late
his h e a r t is tattooed with her name
.covered.
like that piece of parchment
.&&.
he wishes she does
(but she probably never will)
f e e l for him
what he feels for her
.:.
then one day
that starts like all the rest
she looks at him
differently
and she says his name
differently
.:.
L o r c a n
.:.
it's like he's come home
after being l o s t
after being forgotten
.&&.
he's no longer
falling
he's
in love
(with his best friend)
.&&.
she loves him in return
