A/N: Hey, my first GG fic. It's kinda lame. Just some Dave/Lane kinda stuff. I do plan on writting another chapter sometime soon. So, feedback would be nice. enjoy.

As Lovers Go

Dave Rygalski. To feed the cliche, you're my dream guy.

I don't mean that in a romantic comedy way, I mean it litrally.

Before I met you I had the most vivid dream, one I'll never forget.

I was at a festival but it wasn't all that busy. I walked right up to a stage and stood at the barrier and there was a guy next to me. We smile at each other and I knew there was something special about him.

We stood there in silence watching the Clash play. That's right, THE Clash. Hey, it was a dream.

As they finished up the set with London Calling, I realesed our hands were entwined. Yes, its the cheesy, 'I never noticed' thing. Just bare with me here, I do have a point.

So, after the clash went off, we walked aay together. My hand fitted so perfectly into his, just like us. Made for each other. Now, I'm pretty sure you've caught on, your a smart guy, but I'll finish.

We were walking through hartford, hand in hand and it felt so right. Like being with him was the missing part for so long. But now I was complete.

We kept walking, finding this quite back street, we talked with complete privacy.

We spoke about music through every decade and every genre and I found he was mot passionate about punk and emo. That made my heart flutter.

I was having the most intense yet comfortable conversation of my life with this... perfect guy. The perfect guy for me.

We liked the same music, movies, books, jokes. Everything that makes the perfect relationship.

his guy was my soul mate and I couldn't ven see his face. Yep, that's right, I never saw his face. I never knew his name either. But it didn't matter, what mattered was what was inside, how he thought.

I loved him from that second on, even when I woke up, I loved him.

I've been sitting in my cousin's bedroom, thinking about you. I miss you so much and your all I've thought about. That's when I realised the guy in my dream was you.

Your the guy I feel comfortable just sitting in silence with. Your the guy I can have passionate conversations about my favourite things. Your the guy I could listen to for eternity.

Dave, I love you. I've loved since we had our first conversation and I'll love you for the rest of our lives, hopefully we'll be together all that time. I couldn't bae the thought of not being with you when we're old and grey, argueing over the ethics of new music.

You've gone through so much for me, Dave, I never forget that.

I'll write you again tomorrow.

Love, Lane.