Hey guys, I'm back...not that any of you really care...Anywho, I know you guys are probably wondering why I haven't finished the companion piece for "Nothing is Forever". I'll tell you the truth - that thing is a pain. I'm working on it, but my muse keeps taking vacations on me. When she does decide to show up, it's usually in ramblings like this. So, when I finally get her tied to a chair, I'll get that for you as soon as possible. For now, maybe I can keep you from killing me by giving you a little something to distract you for a while. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: opens wallet and a moth flies out Nope, not rich. I must not own Teen Titans.
Ooh, one more thing before I forget. This thing is written kind of as a "stream of consciousness" type thing. In other words, this is the way Raven's thoughts are progressing as she reflects on the night after the Beast incident. That being said, it will be a little choppy, but that is intentional, I assure you.
It was then, standing on that rock, that I watched as you assaulted yourself for an offense that you felt you had committed.
You were never at fault, but that didn't stop you.
At that moment, I knew I loved you.
I'll never be able to accurately describe the emotions that ran through me in that instant.
I can only tell you that I have not felt them that strongly for another person in my life.
They were meant solely for you. I am meant solely for you.
Through your countless attempts at joking and your unhealthy obsession for mopeds, I knew that you were simply attempting to bury your emotions, just as I do.
I could always see past the façade.
You were like an open book to me.
Perhaps you weren't at the beginning, but as I grew to know you and, eventually, to love you, I realized that we were more alike than many people care to admit.
I think we are more alike than even we would care to admit, but I digress.
I'll never forget that night.
It was cold, and the wind howled with intensity that I have not seen for many years.
The storm seemed to rage for you and for the sadness that was locked inside of you.
It was as if nature itself were attempting to portray the tumultuous emotions pent up inside you.
I stumbled upon you quite by accident.
It wasn't as if I hadn't been looking for you, but I simply had not been expecting to find you there.
Before I made myself known, I looked at you.
I had never stopped to simply drink in your presence before, and I felt that it was long overdue.
I realized how much you truly cared for your friends, but I also realized how much you cared for me.
Sitting on the rocks was not a boy who was lamenting his prior treatment of his friends, no.
There was a boy who was sorry, really and truly sorry, for how he had treated me.
ME.
I had never before considered you in a more than platonic manner, but that night, that moment, forced me to rethink everything about you.
It forced me to give credence to my emotions, most of whom had been telling me to kiss you for months.
I finally realized that I loved you.
It wasn't a fleeting, teenage crush.
This was the real, true, once-in-a-lifetime kind of love.
Maybe one day you will look at me and realize my love for you.
Maybe you will not.
The important thing is that I have realized how much you truly mean to me.
That is a lesson I will not soon forget, and it is a lesson I hope to teach you in the future.
For now, however, I will simply make do with attempting to assuage your guilt and, hopefully, win your trust and friendship.
After all, what more could I ask for?
So how about it? Deserve a review?
