You Don't Know Me
It shouldn't be this hard. He stares at her from across the bull pen. Its been years and the it hurts him that the highlight of his day has to be her smile or laugh from afar. He could never be good enough for her, never in a million years. That doesn't stop him from yearning for a simple touch or a look his way. Thinking of her is something that does wonders for his day. Jane has known that she has felt the same way on some level. How much longer could he carry on not knowing how his arms felt wrapped around her slim waist. Her beautiful hair cascading down her back, like a sea of calm and beautiful waves. If he could only feel her soft lips and watch her adorable pout. Its got to be soon he tells himself. Red John is a thing of the past and now there is only the future. A future without Lisbon is no future. If that were the case then why even put up a fight in the end?
Things felt different at the FBI, like anything goes between he and Lisbon. There was no crazed serial killer looming over them ; watching their every move. Jane being who he is couldn't help tormenting himself with visions of Lisbon lamenting his absence or a time when she felt betrayed. He felt justified being angry with Red John for causing the void that stood between he and Lisbon. Nothing will come of dwelling on the past he thought himself. Its time for his tea and Lisbon's coffee. Today is the day he puts himself out there again.
Ok slow start but im getting a feel for it . It will get better i promise. theyll be much longer too