His hands on her skin. She missed his touch, missed the ways his eyes could stare deep down into her soul, make her heart beat a little quicker.

She missed the way he understood her. There was no lies, only truth when they were together.

With him she doesn't need a mask. She doesn't need to pretend to be someone she's not. With him she is just Peyton, and that's all she has to be, for he loves her for her.

She missed the way his lips brushed against the smooth skin of her forehead. How that simple move could make butterflies erupt in her stomach. She missed closing her eyes and just being able to hold on to the moment.

She missed the way his arms wrapped around her body. For when he hugged her it was only him and her. No one else existed. Two souls in one body. Understanding one another like no one else can understand.

She missed feeling the tears as they escaped from her eyes, how they ran down her cheek but would never hit the floor. With him she knew all her pain would be brushed away before they crashed upon the floor. He was always there to save her, and she is eternally grateful for that.

She missed primal desire they held deep in their hearts. Missed the need that would erupt between them when they were in the room together. Missed the need to be in his arms, missed the need to be able to kiss him freely, missed him uttering her name, love shinning through the word.

She missed watching him smile and knowing that the smile was for her. Missed watching him be happy just because they were together, because he needed her just as much as she needed him.

She missed the chase.

Missed his desire to be with her.

Missed the fight he fought to be with her.

Missed his persistence.

Missed his acceptance

Missed the desire

Missed his heart.

Missed the passion.

She missed being loved.

But most of all she just missed him.

His kind and gentle soul. His openness with her. She missed having his heart and being able to give hers back to him. She missed feeling this connection, that for once in her life she was not alone.

Lucas Scott. One name. One person. One soul. One heart.

Peyton Sawyer. One name. One person. One soul. One heart.

Sometimes all you need is one.

Sometimes you can no longer regret your actions. Sometimes you have to fight for love. Sometimes you have to hold on to it for dear life. Sometimes you have to follow your heart.

No longer is she going to let love escape. She is ready to embrace it with all she has and never let go. For once in her life Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer is going to fight for the love she shouldn't have let go of in the first place.