Keeping The Moon
Summary: She made me promise that I couldn't break her heart. I didn't lie. Because back then, I would have given her the moon just to see her smile.
Things start out simple. And then you make a few mistakes. Then you realize how important the little things were. Story of my life.
She made me promise. Made me promise that if she said she loved me, I couldn't break her heart.
I didn't lie.
Because back then, I would have given her the moon just to see her smile.
I won't lie to you and say that I don't love her more than I've ever loved anything before. I feel in love with her and I somehow managed to tell myself it was possible to get out of that.
But you can't.
It was impossible to fall out of love with her.
Every time she laughs, every time she puts out a pouty lip, when she says my name, when she tries to be something she's not…
Every time she smiled at me.
Her smile was what made me love her. Because the first time I saw her smile at me, genuinely smile, when were in that stupid old fish cabin, when I asked her the infamous question:
"Are you in?"
And her lips curled into the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on.
That's when I admitted that I loved her.
And I would have done anything for her. Hell, I still would.
But I broke the promise. I don't know why, but I felt like I had to break her heart. Maybe it was that phone call to my dad, or maybe it was because Gwen wasn't as defensive as Courtney, maybe because being with Gwen seemed a lot easier than going through all this shit with Courtney.
Now that I think about it, going through all of the things with Courtney that pretty much sucked while they were happening… that's what I miss.
But no matter how many excuses I come up with, it doesn't change the fact that I'm ashamed. If I never get to see her smile again, well, I deserve it.
But that's what hasn't changed.
I'd still give her all I have to see her smile.
I'd give up everything to get her back.
A/N: And then they ran off on a magical pony and had make-up sex. God, Cereal, what the f*ck?
I know. I know. I am totally making Duncan what I want him to be. But this is the way he should be! Notice: his stereotype is 'The Criminal With A Heart of Gold'.
Key words: HEART OF GOLD, people. Where did that go in season three?
Note: Keeping The Moon is actually the name of a Sarah Dessen book. I just gave it this name for lack of a better title. :D
OK, but anyways, thanks for reading! :)