A/N: Sooo...this was originally just a drabble from my RP character Evelyn's POV. Just a short and sweet thought process as she finds herself once again unable to say what she wants to say. Nothing really too specific. I hope you enjoy! ^^ R&R, please. =)
Disclaimer: Narnia, Peter, and Cair Paravel all belong to C.S. Lewis.
I don't understand. I don't understand how something so simple should be so difficult, especially after I've said it a thousand times in my head. I said it the first time you grinned at me, all those years ago at Cair Paravel. I said it every time you passed by me, every time you walked into a room. Every time you looked at me with those soft blue eyes. Every time I held your gaze and prayed that you wouldn't see right through me. It was in every kiss I gave your lips, every touch of my hand to your face. I screamed it silently after you every time you left for battle, whispered it wordlessly every time I stood beside you. I prayed for the courage to say it every time I saw you wounded after a battle, and every night I stood by your side while you recovered.
Did you see it in me? Was it in my eyes every time I looked into yours? Could you sense it when I watched you from afar?
And still, for all of my supposed courage and famed strength, here I stand, silent. Every part of my heart screaming at me to call you back and let those three short words out. Silent tears threaten to burn my eyes.
You walk away.
