Never My Intention To Love You This Much
No one ever questions them.
Their blonde heads melt into each other, Lucas throws an arm lightly over her shoulders and Peyton doesn't flinch or flee or run.
No one ever questions what it is that brings them together and keeps them there. How they fight and they fuck and they leave and they run and they always- always come back.
No one ever questions the diamond on her left hand (even if that hand is down another boy's pants) and no one questions the way his eyes follow hers- even if it's Brooke he's holding.
No one ever questions them, because Peyton now believes that sometimes people come back. Someday. And Lucas scribbles "comet" in the dedication of his next book instead of riddling it with metaphors and no one ever questions them.
Who ever questioned love?