Disclaimer: I own nothing. The song is owned by the following people: Alica S. Carpenter (words), Johann G. Ebeling (music), and John Edwin Giles (harmony); and organization: Unitarian Universalist Association, and was published in Singing the Living Tradition. The characters are owned by Amy Sherman-Palladino, are played by Alexis Bledel and Milo Ventimiglia, and the WB owns the show.

A/N: This is the third and final part in a three-part songfic. Literati. Thanks to the two people who have so far reviewed.

Just as long as my heart beats

I must answer "Yes" to love

Here I am, sitting in the diner. Wishing. Hoping. Dreaming. Thinking of Her. Only Her. I have a book, but my eyes skim over the words, searching for a hidden meaning not there.

Disappointment pierced me through

Still I kept on loving you

Thinking of you, with him. I wonder if you're there right now. I wonder if you'll ever know how much it hurts, sitting here, knowing you're with him. If you'll ever know how much I feel. And this feeling won't go away…

If they ask what I did best …

What's that? A sound. I look out the window. There you are, tossing rocks up at my bedroom window. I smile, wondering what brought you here at this time of night. I stand up. Walk outside. You look at me. I see the hesitance in your eyes. Suddenly, your lips are on mine. After a few seconds, when you begin to pull away, I pull you back. Your arms are wrapped around my neck. Suddenly you pull away. You ask me something. I'm still too dazed to hear it.

"What?"

"What does this mean?"

The way she stood there, looking at me, made my hackles go up.

"What does it mean?! It means whatever you want it to mean. It was a mistake? Fine. That's what it was. It means nothing."

I see tears form in her eyes, and instantly regret what I said, and try to take it back.

"Don't –"

"No. I'm going to say what I came here to say. I love you, Jess. I'm breaking up with Dean. I don't care if you don't feel the same way. I'm tired of lying to everyone, including myself. I'll see you tomorrow."

She turns to leave. I grab her hand, pull her to me. Looking into her bright blue eyes, the words I had waited so long to say came as easily as I had expected.

"I love you, Rory Gilmore."

The joy in her eyes is overwhelming. It closely mirrors my own.

Loving her is the best thing I can ever do.

Tell them I said "Yes" to love.

A/N: That's it! No more is coming, but if I get another idea I'll write another fanfic. Just don't expect anymore on this front. Anywayz, I just wanted to mention that this song was from my church hymnal. I'm generally the first person they go to when the regular pianist and the back-up can't make it. This was one of the songs I played at the last service. Since then, I've been playing it a lot, at home. I got to thinking about the words, and this songfic was the result.