From My Heart To Yours
Distance seperates soul mates, but absence makes the heart grow fonder. Letters between House and Cuddy when they're working far apart from each other.
30th September
Dear Greg,
It rained today, I thought about when we first got together. Do you remember? I was running to my car when the rain was lashing down, trying to escape you. We'd had a 'moment' in my office, and I was reeling, probably scared of what you'd do to deny it. But then you followed me out; you opened up your heart to me, and mine to you. Then we kissed in the rain. We both got colds after, but that was a great excuse to spend more time together, at home sick.
Today was awful in DC…Jerry, AKA the grumpy Dean I told you about in my last email, was acting up again. I'm supposed to be shadowing him and doing some Endocrinology work, but I've ended up working in their free clinic constantly. It's like I've become a glorified slave, kind of like he resents the fact that I'm a successful young FEMALE Dean Of Medicine. He's a chauvinist pig who hates the idea of women being more powerful than men.
The lyrics of the song are beautiful, they describe us so well. It is what we are now, what we were and what we could've been. Could this become a tradition, because I've found a song to send to you as well. I was listening to it on the radio in the clinic between patients. So click on the link at the top and listen to it while thinking of me.
Words cannot say how much I miss you. Out of habit, I set a place for you at dinner, or order extra Chinese because you always eat too much. I miss everything about what we had before I left. But we'll have it again, as soon as I get back from this damn trip!
Eternally Yours.
Lisa.
X
Greg clicked on the link, and was taken to the song that Lisa had chosen for him.
(When I first saw you, I saw love. They said, "I bet they'll never make it" (You're still the one) Ain't
nothin' better They said, "I
bet they'll never make it" (You're still
the one) (You're still
the one)
And the first time you
touched me, I felt love.
And after
all this time, you're still
the one I love.)
Looks like we made it
Look how far we've come
my baby
We mighta took the long way
We knew we'd get there
someday
But
just look at us holding on
We're still together still going strong
You're still the one I run to
The
one that I belong to
You're still the one I want for life
(You're
still the one)
You're still the one that I love
The only one I
dream of
You're still the one I kiss good night
We beat the odds together
I'm glad we didn't
listen
Look at what we would be missin'
But just look at us holding
on
We're still together still going strong
You're still the one I run to
The one that I belong
to
You're still the one I want for life
(You're still the
one)
You're still the one that I love
The only one I dream
of
You're still the one I kiss good night
You're still the one I run to
The one that I belong
to
You're still the one I want for life
(You're still the
one)
You're still the one that I love
The only one I dream
of
You're still the one I kiss good night
Greg's eyes watered at the song. It was beautiful, it communicated to him her feelings. The feelings that he was the only one for her, the only guy she'd ever dream of, the only man she's ever love. Although he always knew that she'd love him forever and be faithful, the sending of this song reassured him.
Feeling emotional, he began to type a reply.
My One True Love,
The song lyrics nearly made me cry. I'm not joking, I actually mean it.
And as for the chauvinist pig, just ignore him. You'll be home soon enough with me, who is not a chauvinist. (But naturally the point of women is to make my dinner and clean my shoes :P)
Only joking ;) No seriously ;) Why does this keep coming up ;) Haha
Wilson is crying like a girl, he just heard the song, I'm playing it on a loop.
He's gone now, he called me immature for taking the mick out of his crying, so I gave him a wedgie.
Good times, good times.
Hope I cheered you up with my Wilson related humour.
And of course I remember the time that it rained, and we got together. That's etched on my memory forever. And if it wasn't, you'd make me remember ;)
On a more serious note, while being bored and reading (IN THE CLINIC!), I found this beautiful poem. I loved it so much and it reminded me so much of you, I have to put it in here.
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.
Cuddy blushed at the compliments.
But underneath she was still frustrated
28 more days to go until she saw Greg again!