A/N: I just finished Revelations. I felt so bad for Oliver—and I think he really does deserve Sky. Jack just made me mad. (Oliver and Sky belong together. And if you've read my other Blue Bloods fics, you'd know I ship Mimi/Jack viciously.)
Anyway, it's not a Mimi fic. This is Oliver talking to Sky, and thinking about his love for her.
Enjoy!
Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time, I loved you.
We were children. You were my friend; you held my hand, kissed my cheek, and hugged me with abandon. There were no reservations between us. When you were hurt, you cried into my shoulder; when I made you mad, you screamed at me until your face was blue. We ate cookies and milk in my bedroom.
And I loved you.
I don't think you knew. I don't think you even understood the concept of love. Your mother was in a coma; she couldn't love you. Your grandmother was aloof. Your father dead.
But I loved you.
And, in your own subconscious, I think you might have loved me back. You always let me choose our games, and I let you win. We had a simplistic relationship, most of the time. I was me; you were you. It worked. We worked.
I think it should be said that I wasn't in love. I loved. There's a difference that's so subtle, sometimes people miss it. I know I did, and I think you did too. Because then, when we were children, I loved you. I didn't fall into love until much later.
And by then, I didn't care about the difference.
But I see how you look at him now. Your smile widens when he comes into class; you save him your specical smile, the one that once was reserved for me alone. For us.
I don't think you realized.
I don't think you ever really saw.
I'm not jealous—I don't do jealousy. I am a Conduit—I have a job to do. I've always had a job to do, and you've always complicated it.
Once upon a time, I loved you.
Sometimes I think I still do.