Author's Note- This is a story between Rory Gilmore and Tristan DuGray. In some chapters it'll be a song fiction, and some might not, depending on how the chapter goes. This chapter, Rory is the one mainly talking. It's also based on my life experiences. These songs are also made by me. Remember to read and review, thanks.
The Past Always Comes Back
You are the reason why,
The reason why I walk alone at night.
You are the thing that keeps me going on and on.
You are the thing that helped,
Helped me through all of this.
I know you're gone, but I just keep on thinking that you were supposed to be with me. Sometimes I wish I could've gotten what was meant to be. Everyone tells us we should be together, and how you like me and everything; still I don't get anything. I don't get it, nothing seems to ever go my way. When you walk into the room, I smile, you smile, you talk to me, everyone saw our connection, even our parents, neighbors, teacher, peers, everyone who has ever seen us together. But you don't get the spark. I always thought you were a scared of getting hurt. Everyone tells me you are a sensitive guy, and when you are about to make your move, you back away. I don't know where I stand anymore. The height of us is so hard to understand.
You are the one that holds,
Holds my heart today.
You are the reason why,
Why I am with out a guy; today.
My heart can't go on,
It's still stuck on you.
You still hold my heart,
I can't let you go.
Everyday you see me, you talk to me, and walk me to my classes. All I ever get from you is the impression that you like me, or at least some sort of a feel for me. But no, nothing has happened yet. Everyone keeps pressuring me to make the first move, but I keep denying it- to make that first move. It just seems weird, I always thought that guys should be the first one to make the move. Thus, all along in life, before I started getting an interest in guys, I thought us girls were the hard ones to figure out. Not in this case, as time goes on, I realize something even more. Boys; they are the complicated ones. They give you clues about things, but you can't understand them.
Since we met, You are the one that holds,
You were the love.
The' only one,
The one for me.
And when you left,
I realized,
You were the one for me.
And I wish haven't left now.
Holds my heart today.
You are the reason why,
Why I am with out a guy; today.
My heart can't go on,
It's still stuck on you.
You still hold my heart,
I can't let you go.
That night seemed long to me, I don't know how to explain it. It's like, I want to tell you, but there is a voice in my head that keeps telling me to STOP, don't move, don't make a sound, don't even go near him with your intentions. I know I never told you, I bared the love I felt. No matter what, even though you never knew, in my heart, you were the only one for me. With in days, I dread not telling you. Because seeing you with someone else, doesn't ease the pain away. Just in my mind, making it stronger then ever. The days will go on, you never knowing. I still think, if I told you, you could've been mine. But I'll never know, because I was afraid of the truth, thinking you'll deny me. But I'll never know the truth now. I could've gotten what I dreamed about; you.
I cry at night You are the reason why,
Dreaming of you.
Through the good and the bad.
The reason why I walk alone at night.
You are the thing that keeps me going on and on.
You are the thing that helped,
Helped me through all of this
I am supposed to be Rory Gilmore, a bright, intelligent young girl. Who knew where she was headed, knew clues to everything. But, everything changed. I got over Dean, but this time, this guy is different then ever. He makes me smile, he makes me laugh. I've known him in high school, but then after he moved, that's when I realized it. This wasn't a crush, it was love. He may have tormented me all throughout school, everywhere, but I realized when he left, how I really missed that. From there nothing got easier. All I'd have to say is everything got harder, so hard I can't even escape the pain I feel never seeing him again.
And I can't get out of the past.
You are the reason why I live.
Yet, you are the reason I am alone.
You're the reason I have no one.
All I have is our memories
That are stuck in my head.
And I keep remembering them.
This was the thing, you'd always hug me, talk to me, smile at me, and tease me. All the impressions of you liking me, or at least a little something. But nope, can't tell. I just missed the way you use to whisper in my ear. It's been almost 3 years since I last saw him. I am now starting my freshman year at Yale University.
I cannot believe what I am seeing, standing before me. At first I thought I was seeing things, but then I realized, how can I forget those beautiful eyes, and hair. I can never forget her, she was the love, she the one that helped me get through military school.
"Hello Mary." I say, smiling at her, not with my usual smirk, all I want this time is to actually gain something here.
I turn around knowing that voice, but at first not believing a sound of it. I slow start to inch backwards to reveal their identity. I slowly start to gape, more surprised then ever. I never thought I would be seeing this beautiful face again, with his beautiful eyes, stand before me.
"Tristan." I said sternly, trying to act like I don't care that he's here.
"Would you like to catch up on the past 2 years over some coffee." I ask her politely hoping she would.
"I would love to." I replied back, hoping I don't sound too happy about this.
You are the reason why,
The reason why I walk alone at night.
You are the thing that keeps me going on and on.
You are the thing that helped,
Helped me through all of this.
I can't believe this, seeing her again after 2-3 years is just my luck. I always thought she would've gone to Harvard, since she was always Harvard bound. But she ended up at Yale, maybe this time around, instead of being a conceded jackass I could actually get a chance with her. Maybe someday, my dreams will come true. I hope… someday, she will be my princess.
Oh, how I saw him, standing before me. I can tell he is built, I know he has a six pack, or even an 8 pack for that matter. Out of all places, seeing him at Yale, is just different. And yet, he also seems more different then he used to be. I like the new Tristan, but there is still the old Tristan within him, I know it. He's matured, and I like it. I cannot wait until I tell my mom about Tristan, ET, Bible Boy, Spawn of Satan.
You are the reason,
The reason for everything.
You are the reason,
I fell apart.
You are the reason,
I can't go on,
My heart is stuck in the past.
I still love you.
I still want you.
I still can't forget you.
You the reason,
Why I can't go on.
Author's note, I'll write more as long as you leave me a comment on the story. I know this chapter wasn't the greatest, it's my first Gilmore Girls story, so tell me what you think.