Hiya guys! So I guess this is just a little drabble. Inspired by "Between you & I" – Every Avenue. If you haven't heard that song, seriously, check it out. It'd be great mood music for reading this, plus I just have a couple lines from it in there (the song lines are in italics and are NOT in the order of the song.) It's so beautifully sad. It really reminded me of Eli and his feelings for Clare. But as an Eclare shipper, I'm hoping for a reunion SOON.

Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, unfortunately.

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Three years.

It's been three years since she and I last talked.

Even longer than that since my heart felt whole.

I haven't been whole since the endings of our relationship—when I first felt her slipping away.

So helpless. So unwanted.

Now I lay in my bed, staring at the textured ceiling. Why?

I can't help but think 'why' even after so long. But the reason is obvious.

It was just my fear of losing you.

And really, who am I asking 'why?' The God that I don't believe in?

Next to me, a body stirs. I feel the warmth radiate onto my skin.

But it's not her. She could never be her.

Between you and I, she could never compare.

"Eli?" Her voice, sleep-clogged and raspy, murmurs my name. Not the beautiful, soothing voice I wish it was.

And maybe it was wrong of me to think I could keep you.

"Yeah?" I whispered back, my voice sounding lifeless even to me.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, her voice concerned. She pushed her dark brunette hair from her face, squinting at me in the darkness.

"Fine." I lied.

I saw her quirk her head and give me a dubious look from the moonlight streaming through the window.

"Seriously, Imo," I reassured with a smile. "Go back to sleep."

"Okay," She said doubtfully. "I love you." She whispered, an effort to reach out to me, I knew.

Between you and I, I still keep your pictures underneath my bed where she gives herself to me.

I nodded, not even giving her a second glance. "You, too."

Where I gave myself to you.

I couldn't miss the sadness that flashed across her face at my rebuff. An instant pang of guilt hit me.

She shouldn't have to go through this. No one deserves to be second best. She could find someone great.

But being the selfish ass I sometimes tend to be, I knew I wouldn't do anything about it.

I've been filling up the empty space between you and I.

And I knew she knew it, too.

We were both just in a limbo.

Her being in love with me, wishing I'd love her back so badly. Me being in love with Clare, still. Clare being in love with some other lucky guy.

And so has my life been since my angel left it.

And the lovers that leave us will always hold a place.

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