I can't knock...I can't open the door, I can't move a single steep away from here...so I just stand...I stand still...here in front of your door, and I stare for hours, waiting to get the strength...the courage to do something...anything. It has been weeks since I last saw you; weeks since I almost lost you...You could have died, right in front of my eyes if I haven't pushed you away. I could have lost you without knowing, without realizing what it is between us; the anger, the pain, the walls behind which we were hiding...all unspoken...and yet it was there. When I touched you...the moment kept running thru my mind all this time while we were apart...we made magic. You and I...we created magic; as unbelievable as it sounds...we made it happen. You looked at me then...for a split second, when the wave of magic rushed thru me...thru us...I felt pain, and pleasure, and desperation in it all. I saw it in your eyes, you felt the same...but most of all I saw realization...finally it was clear what was growing between us deep inside.
Then I was pulled away from you; there was no time for action or words...only regret was left behind. Regret that was growing bigger inside of me...with every passing day...but the feeling growing beside it was bigger and stronger then anything I ever felt before.
The unspoken felling...its clear as daylight now. Everything makes sense. The reason why I couldn't get you out of my mind as much as I tried to...the reason I "hated" you...
HATE...I never really hated you, did I? Back then, before the moment...I would have said I did, but I didn't...I never truly hated you; I only hated myself for feeling the way I felt, for acting the way I did. And now...now I see it, it was always meant to be; you and I...we were meant to be...written by the hand of Faith...our road to an happy ending...long and difficult, pain awaiting on every corner...but yet...our happy ending IS written down...we must only make the first step towards it.
And here I am; a breath away from that step. A breath away from from falling undone. A breath away from...
" Miss Swan? " You open the door; beautiful as always...but you are tired, I can see it in your eyes. I can see a conflict running thru you, the way you tilt your head...
You know why I am here...you can see I am scared, I am scared as much as you are; but the time has come to start our journey.
" I...I... " I try to speak, but my mouth is dry, and the words are left unspoken...once more.
Your eyes travel over my face, reading me as an open book. The conflict behind your chocolate eyes has died, and the fear is hidden...for now...as you offer me your hand...
Without a second thought I take your hand into mine as a shy smile covers your face while you lead us into your home...our home...as we take the first step to our happy ending.
The end...