I love her. She is my always and forever. We know each other. When her mom died, I was the one who comforted her. Even when Brooke was in the picture, Peyton Sawyer was in my head. Her strawberry blonde hair was curly and messy and I love it like that. Her smile made the entire room light up. We had the same taste in music. Our kiss in the library after the shooting showed that one way or another, we were each others destiny.
I can sill remember her chicken legs. And toes that looked like fingers. I even remember how she was all moody and depressed when I first met her when her car broke down. My first words to her are still in my head. Every night I feel her beside me with her fingers running through my hair.
I should have stayed. She might have said no but I should have been there. Everyone tells me that I was the one who left and they were right. I did leave but if I got another chance I would stay in that bed with her and never let her go. I need to move on.
Lindsay is fast asleep right beside Lucas. He looks at her and smiles. Slowly she wraps her arm around him and she whispers" I love you". he turns around and says ' me to". He tried to say I love you but the words never left his mouth. His heart would always belong to Peyton Sawyer.
True Love Always