I'm looking at you, has been looking since the first day you tasered me. Who are you really?
The one who shot one of her own without a second thought? Or the one who dared to come to our camp and pretend to be okay with all looks and suspicions? Or maybe the one who willingly risked her life for the sake of absolute strangers? Who are you, Juliet, and what were you before?
I don't know much about you and truthfully didn't want to know at first time but somewhere in between things has changed, I don't know how and why. Heck, there are too many 'don't know' in my life. I don't know where we are. I don't know when we are. I don't know who you are. But I do know we're together and I'm fine with it. I want to learn more about you. I want to know what you're thinking and what you're feeling. I want to know what you were before and what you did to end up on the Island.
It seems that you know everything about me. You can say what I'm going to do just by looking at me. Guess, you're the only one who knows the real me and I want to be the one who knows the real you. Please, let me know you.
A/N: It's been some time since I had inspiration to write anything, writer's block, real life and all that juzz. But I got a prompt and I couldn't help myself. I want to share this with you even if there arent too muh of LOST fans here now.
