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