I watched them watching each other and I wanted to scream and cry out at the same time. No one would have noticed my crying because I was just Chloe. Chloe who was slightly snarky and cynical but reliable when the need arose. No one knew of my pain or sadness, not even my best friend Clark. I watched him stand, oblivious to the rain that was drenching him to the bone, and pine over Lana with his beautiful emerald eyes alight with his love for her. Now Lana knew what it was like to get lost in the endless stream of emotions that flooded Clark's gaze, I had myself gotten lost in those eyes on various occasions. Love was never an emotion that Clark showed to me, only friendly affection. For a split second, I had thought that maybe just maybe I was foremost in his thoughts; that he was seeing me as a female for the first time but that just wasn't the case. I stood watching them, not even paying attention to the real reason why we were all gathered in the cemetery. It was disrespectful to Mr. Fordman's memory but he was less important at the moment. I watched them and I knew that I would never have the heart of the only one that I truly loved. I loved him for his optimism, his naïveté and his overall outlook on life. The world was a cruel place but he thought that he could make a difference. How could you not love someone who thought that they could change the world? The surprising thing about Clark was that he could change the world if he so pleased.
Clark would never pine for me like he pined over the perfect Ms. Lana Lang. I wanted to hate her but I wasn't that bitter. At least I don't think I am that bitter. I saw Lana turn her back to Clark and I saw his shoulders fall and the light in his eyes fell dim. I wanted to gather him in my arms despite his constantly over-looking the fact that I am a girl just like Lana. He could hurt like no one else yet he would have my forgiveness quicker than a wink. Yup, only fools fall in love with their best friends. I too turned away feeling lonely and dejected. I would lay down my life for Clark but he would not see my great sacrifice because he would always be blind to everything but Lana Lang. I was no match for perfection so I would stop trying. I was just Chloe, no one special.
I drove off, the pain in my heart spilling over in my tears. No one could hurt me this badly or make me feel so very vulnerable but Clark, the dumb farmboy that he is, could and he didn't even know it. I would eventually forgive him because my love for him turned me into a gutless fool. I did not see the car barreling toward me until it was too late. Before the blackness overtook my sight, I called out for the only one in the world that could save me. The only one that I loved.