Let's just stop,
Drop everything,
Forget each other's names,
And just walk away.
"It's over," she stated, tearing dripping from her blue eyes, causing her mascara to run down her cheeks. She knew how pitiful she probably looked, but she didn't care -this was something that had to be done. She reached down and slowly slipped off the diamond ring that had called her finger home for over a year. Wiping her tears with one hand, she offered the ring to the sandy-haired man in front of her.
"Why?" he questioned, his thick Irish accent was taking on a confused tone. He did not extend his hands forward to accept the ring -he just stood, facing her, motionless.
Turn around and head in different directions,
Like we never, it's like we never knew each other at all.
We said what we feel, then we stop ourselves,
And just walk looking back,
Loving every second of it,
We just walk away.
"We are not the same -you're not the same," she told him simply.
He looked taken aback. "What do you mean?" he asked, slightly hurt by her words.
She met his sad eyes with her own and replied lowly, "Ever since her, our relationship has changed. You cannot deny that."
"I know," he answered.
This is probably the best,
Not to mention the worst idea,
That I have ever had.
She placed her empty hand over her sapphire blue eyes, blocking him from her view. She could not look at him because when she did, she began to doubt this decision. She knew deep down that this was the right thing to do -she knew that this was what she had to do.
Ignoring what we've felt,
Overlooking what we've done,
No awkward silences, no hiding any truths.
Ignoring what we've felt,
Overlooking what we've done,
What do you say?
Her heart crumbled all over again when his fingers, brushing up against hers lightly, took the golden ring back.
"Can I ask you something? Do you promise to tell me the truth?" he asked, his brown eyes boring into her blue ones.
"Yes?"
"Did you really ever love me? Or were you just saying that?"
"Yes, I did," she told him truthfully. She really had once been madly in love with Seamus but she couldn't think of that time now.
"Then why are we doing this?" he questioned, a tear falling down one of his smooth cheeks.
Lavender reached forward to brush it away but she stopped herself, letting her hand fall back to her side. "This love isn't enough anymore."
This is probably the best,
Not to mention the worst idea,
That I have ever had.
Why were they doing this? She really did love him, but like she had said, it was not enough. This was for the best.
We say what we feel,
Then we stop ourselves,
And just walk looking back,
Loving every second of it,
We just walk away.
"What if I say that I love you, too? Will that make it better?" he asked her, desperation replaced the confusion in his voice.
"You already know that it won't fix it."
His free hand pushed back his sandy hair as he admitted, "Well, I do love you."
"STOP IT!" she ordered him. She did not need him to make this any more difficult than it already was. They needed to put a stop to this relationship before it was too late.
Let's just stop,
Drop everything,
Forget each other's names,
Can we please just walk away?
It could be...It could be...
Like we never knew each other at all.
"Then what do you want me to do?" he said, pleadingly. "What do you want me to say?"
She avoided his eyes -she truly hated to see him cry. "I want you to forget about us -about whatever we had."
"How, after ten years, am I suppose to do that?" he demanded. "Can we still be friends? Or, at least, civil?"
"Friends? No," she replied, causing more tears running down her face as she shook her head. "Civil? I am not sure… Seamus, if we are friends it will only make this harder on the both of us," she told him, trying to make him understand.
Answer me!
All egos aside, what do you say?
All egos aside, what do you say?
"Do you understand where I'm coming from?" She needed him to realize that she was not doing this to hurt him. She was doing this for the good of both of them -their relationship was not going anywhere.
"Yes," he admitted quietly.
Ignoring what we've felt,
Overlooking what we've done,
No awkward silences, no hiding any truths.
Ignoring what we've felt,
Overlooking what we've done,
What do you say?
"You don't even want to try and work this out?" Seamus asked, somberly.
"We cannot try. Whatever we had does not matter anymore -there is nothing to save," she told him, trying not only to convince him, but also herself. "We have to move on."
We say what we feel,
Then we stop ourselves,
And just walk looking back,
Loving every second of it,
We just walk away.
He didn't reply to this statement -he just nodded his head dejectedly.
"Goodbye, Seamus," Lavender said, choking back another flow of tears. She turned away from him and exited through the front door of his flat. She twisted once outside of the door and Apparated to the only place that could calm her down -the sea.
The song I used is called "Baby, You Wouldn't Last A Minute On The Creek." It belongs to Chiodos! If you're going to listen to it, I suggest the Craig Owen's version and NOT the other dude... *Cough* They made a huge mistake when they kicked Craig Owens out of the band *cough* Anyway....Don't forget to leave a review -they're highly appreciated!
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Thank you Mew for giving me this idea to make The Plunge into a full length fic. Thanks for betaing, too!