Disclaimer: I do not own A Fine Frenzy and Ally Carter do, I'm just using their lyrics and characters for a while.

Almost Lover

Your fingertips across my skin, the palm trees swaying in the wind, images.

I was sitting alone outside a small place in Costa Rica when a breeze picked up, making the palm trees sway. Then suddenly images of us flashed through my mind like a photo album. And I felt your soft fingertips brush across my skin, first to my shoulder then down my arm tracing light circles as you went down until you reached my wrist; you never realized what that did to me. Then in a flash the feeling of your fingers and the images left me.

You sang me Spanish lullaby's the sweets sadness in your eyes, clever trick.

I remember the time when we were on the plane back from that brutal undercover assignment in Singapore I woke up panicking because I thought that they had taken you. You tried everything but nothing helped until you sang me that Spanish lullaby. I always used to look in your eyes I see happiness but I also saw a sadness to them, it never went away entirely. People say that it could've been a clever trick but I knew that it wasn't.

I never want to see you unhappy; I thought you'd want the same for me.

I never liked seeing you unhappy, it made me hurt. I could always tell when you were and when you weren't. You could probably blame it on the spy in me but we both know that it wouldn't be the truth. I always thought that you wanted me to be happy too but some days it was hard to tell.

Goodbye my almost lover, goodbye my hopeless dream. I'm trying not to think about you, can't you let me be.

I knew that I'd have to say goodbye and stop dreaming that you would be mine one day. I knew that any chance we ever had at being together was gone the second you met Alyssa. I tried so hard not to think about you and it worked until you told me that you and Alyssa were getting married. That was when I thought the saints were puinishing me, it was also when I wanted nothing more but for you to let me be.

So long my luckless romance, my back is turned on you. Should've known you'd bring me heartache, almost lovers always do.

I left for Buenos Aires the day of your wedding; I knew that I had to say goodbye to our luckless romance. So with my back turned on you and my head held high I jumped on that plane. Throughout the whole ride there I cursed myself for being so foolish. I should've seen that you would bring me heartache after all almost lovers always do.

We walked along a crowded street; you took my hand and danced with me, images.

I saw one of my favorite memories of us through images in my mind. It was when we were walking along one of the crowded streets of New York and all of a sudden you grabbed my hand and danced with me. We were stepping to the beat of our own music, people stared but we couldn't care less. I brushed a few tears of my face as I heard the captain say that I would be landing soon. As I walked of the plane I knew that it would be hard but maybe I could find a way to let go of my feelings for you.

A.N I know, I know another one but what can I say this just came to me. It was the last day of school before Easter weekend for me today, I don't go back until Wednesday. So if I finish my french project soon I'll have a lot of time on my hands. This is not Beta'd so any mistakes that you see are mine. Anyways, thanks for reading and please review.