Started this song fic a while ago, but never posted. Wrote it mostly in Art class, and I kinda was having fun with my thesaurus, so take that in mind… Lol.

Jake/Imogen, Eli/Clare, Jake/Clare. "We Looked Like Giants"-Death Cab For Cutie.

Please review(: [My song fics never get reviews:'( ]

Edit:

I took this down and posted it for Pretty Little Liars to see if it would get any reviews over there. It got one, so thank you to bite-me-im-irish. And hey, I'm Irish too! :D. Lol. THIS IS A REPOST! IT'S SEMI-EDITED!


God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime.

The breeze of the early April air always made us cheerful.

Remembering when you were mine.

It made me happy that we could be so comfortable with each other; so relaxed.

In a still, suburban town.

But secrets don't remain hidden around here, for this was no rural area, but an urbane space filled with naivety and impulse and gossip.

When every Thursday, I'd brave those mountain passes.
And you'd skip your early classes.

And there was always an obstacle; something sneaking up on us, threatening to break us.

And we'd learn how our bodies worked.

I couldn't blame you for being so skillful, as we were conjoined; the press of skin against skin; our surface layers being pulled back, one at a time with every short moment that passed.

God damn the black night with all its foul temptation.

Our risky behavior held a tight warning, but I had given in anyway.

I become what I always hated

My father had an affair; it was what made my parents split up. In my eyes, people who do that are worthless. And I'd promised myself a long time ago that I would neverbe like my dad.…Never in a million years.

When I was with you then

But then I remember that you were also being unfaithful…To him; my best friend.…And I shouldn't like you. If I were a true friend, I would have never given in to the temptation that swarmed my brain; I would have tried to diminish the thoughts that made the choices for me.

We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
Fumbling to make contact
As the others slept inside

Our quick motions; your eagerness in a bit of conflict with my faltering kisses to slow things down.

And together there
In a shroud of frost, the mountain air

Our relationship, if you could call it that, was still in the dark, continuing to be hidden.

Began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
And I held you closer than anyone would ever get

And just as quickly as Spring would be over, so would our relationship.

Do you remember the JAMC?
And reading aloud from magazines

I'm going to miss the time we've spent together. Not just for the casual aspect of our association. For how we've spent time aside from that to just be ourselves; completely free, not worrying what the other was thinking.

I don't know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me
I've never been too good with secrets.
No...

And another reason of why this should end is because I've thought about telling her; telling the truth. She doesn't deserve this and neither does he.

And together there
In a shroud of frost and mountain air

Tonight…tonight has to be the end. We're hurting too many people to be enjoying this.

Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
And I held you closer

This time, as the last ever, will always stick with me. Whether I like it or not, it will always be etched into my memory…