Beat of my heart

A/N: I really don't like Hilary Duff anymore, especially since she became an anorexic scary person, but when I heard this song again, randomly searching for music, I thought it reminded me of Davy and all the OCs created who fall in love with him, especially Bad Luck Bree, NOT created by me but by one of my friends. So this is pretty much dedicated to Bree, sort of like a fanfiction about a fanfiction(so complicated, sigh XD) so yeah. The beginning of the song is especially Davy-ish with the heartbeat and all. XD

Disclaimer: Bree doesn't belong to me, Jones doesn't belong to me, and the song belongs to Hilary Duff.

To the beat of my

To the beat of my

To the beat of my heart

On Isla Cruces, in a chest within a chest, a place with no inhabitants, was my heart. Alone and neglected, the only sound on the island was its distant beat, the sound ricocheting off the sides of the chest. That was the way it was, after my Calypso left me. After I was neglected by her. I dominated the seas, became a monster and, whether for the better or worst, I gained power no man ever had. I forgot how to love, how it felt to be loved, and it was just as well in my book.

I'm thinking about

Letting it out

I wanna give in

I want to go out

I thought it was well. I lived my life the way I thought I should have, without feelings or attachments of any kind. Then I began to realize that all those years, I hadn't really lived at all. I had let my life pass me by, like a fleeting fancy. And a small part of me, a living and growing part, was begging to come out. It was begging to me to let it out and though I did not listen, someone else did.

Been looking around

I finally found

The rhythm of love

The feeling of sound

She came onto the Dutchman, the real key to my heart. I did not realize it then, I thought she was but an annoyance I had to sweep out of the way. It wasn't so. She made me feel different, a storm to the sea. The rhythm in my heart changed.

It's making a change

The feeling is strange

It's coming right back

Right back in my range

The emotions she stirred within me were new and alien to me. I felt like I was learning to walk again, I knew how, I just couldn't do it. We fought, we raged. The sea shook with our tempers, our hearts beating as one, yet one day something changed and we fought no more. She taught me how it felt to love freely and unconditionally and to be loved back equally.

Not worried about

Anything else

I'm waking up

To the beat of my

To the beat of my

To the beat of my heart

She is with me now, and always will be. I will never let her go and she will never leave me. But even if I have her, even if I love her, I think of the one who ruined my life, the one who stole my heart.

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

It tears us apart

Calypso is dead to me. I no longer love her, and I wonder if I ever did. She is my life now. My beautiful pirate. Calypso is nothing to her. If only I had known it then, but I didn't and now she is paying for it because that small part of me that wonders, that strays to Calypso, it creates a void between us, a void I will fight to fill until I succeed. Because now all I want, is her to be happy.

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

Now I'm back to the start

The feelings I have, they will never go away. I will live with them forever. I'm back to how I was long ago, before Calypso, before the storm, before it all. And I am happy. I would never give it up. Just to see her every day, to hear her say: "I love you Davy", it means the world to me and nothing can replace it. Especially not my past.

To the beat of my

To the beat of my

To the beat of my heart

I'm up from my down
I turn it around

I'm making it back

I'm not gonna drown

I have triumphed over myself, over Calypso, over it all. Calypso does not know it. She thinks I still love her. If only she knew I didn't. If only she knew I have an angel in her stead. Maybe one day she will, but not today. Today I have my angel in my arms and I'm not letting go any time soon.

I'm taking a stance

I won't miss a chance

I want you to see

I'm not scared to dance

But when Calypso will see me and her, I will savor the opportunity. I will hold her up to Calypso and shower her with kisses, I will see Calypso cower under our happiness, our passion, our love.

The way that you feel

Could never be real

I want you to know

I've finished the deal

Calypso's words with never fade. They will live on in my heart, the keeper of my memories. That is why I do not want it back. I do not want the memories. I will keep them away. And I will forget them.

So I'm saying to you

I'll always be true

To the rhythm inside

To the beat of my

To the beat of my

The beat of my heart

Calypso will hear me when I tell her she had lost. She had lost it all. She has lost me, she has lost my love, she has lost it all…except for the memories, that I keep well locked away forever more.

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

It tears us apart

My angel of the seas looks at me. She knows that I am still troubled by my past. But she does not mention it. She knows I will try to rid myself of it. She knows I will fight it. And her trust in me will help me fight it through, right to the end.

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

The beat of my heart

Now I'm back to the start

I am where I began, I am once again fighting my feelings. Before I would have stayed clear from that path and stayed in a feelingless shell. But she takes my hand and I know that this is right. I like where I am. Whoever said going forward is going back was damn well right, and I honor them for realizing it well before I did.

To the beat of my

To the beat of my

The beat of my heart

Away, away, away away…

I will push the memories away. That beat has faltered, it has gone away. It is replaced by something new. Something fresh, something beautiful…

To the beat of my

To the beat of my

The beat of my heart

It has been replaced by the beat of my heart, the one that loves her with all its might. Not the one who mourns Calypso, that one is buried away. But the one that lives, the one that beats, the one that is strong, that is my heart. And its beat will live forevermore.