Hi! I'm kinda switching the tone a bit here, making it a bit more dramatic.
LOL I know it's way after valentines but I've been really busy. Thanks for
reading.
The wind howled, like a lonely wolf searching for a mate. "Hope you find your special someone," Lorelai told the thick night air.
You're not scared of the dark.
The dark is your friend.
Raccoons come out in the dark and raccoons are cute.
She was scared of the dark though. Even when her night eyes came, and she could see everything but the ground she was walking on, she hated it.
Because she felt forgotten.
Because she felt lonely, and uptight, like life was a noose waiting to strangle her.
Because she felt grumpy since she kept tripping.
Luke's walked in the dark his whole life.
Afraid to take chances.
Afraid to change things.
This time it was her turn to walk in the dark.
For Luke.
For the truth.
"For the truth," she repeated out loud, confirming the reason for her little stroll.
He's been avoiding it for so long.
And in a way I've always known it.
There's something in his eyes.
It's hard to see.
Cause you really have to look.
Look until your own eyes hurt from lookin'
And then you'll see it.
The thing in his eyes, It wasn't actually an object. It wasn't like he had a toy boat floating in his pupils, or a daisy chain dancing along his lashes.
It was more like the ending to an old story.
Or the long belated "I'm sorry,"
Or the warming chill of a homemade fire.
"Wow, I could sure use a fire," Lorelai muttered, pulling her thin jacket closer to her body. At that moment she wished it was Luke who was wrapped around her, instead of an old coat. She'd often fantasized about him, but she was never quite sure if it was just the lust of not being able to hold him, or stroke his messy hair and say, "I like the rugged look".
It was obvious at times that she had feelings for him.
Just like it was obvious he did for her.
But there was some unspoken mutual agreement between them.
That they never could be more then friends.
It would be too awkward.
Fragile.
And when it broke.
It would be broken forever.
"Screw silence!" Lorelai proclaimed, as she headed towards the dark looming figure of Luke's diner.
She was sure it was Luke now, who had sent her the mysterious love note.
The most unlikely, yet all the signs pointed his way.
"Lu-ke!" Lorelai cried, half expecting him to jump out of the dark and hug her.
"Luke, that's not funny, come out!"
Maybe he's just not here yet.
Or maybe he'll never come.
"Luke?" Lorelai questioned towards rustling in a bush. She watched intently as a scrawny squirrel darted along the snow sprinkled ground.
"Seriously, Luke come out, you're scaring me," Lorelai demanded.
He's too nervous to admit he loves you.
Go home.
It'll always be the same.
The same nothing.
Lorelai felt her throat swell up as she gulped down her tears. He couldn't just leave her like this. In a white kingdom, with no prince. He was half way there.
Dammit Luke.
She rapped on the diner door. But no one answered.
"You can't just leave me in the dark!"
The wind howled, like a lonely wolf searching for a mate. "Hope you find your special someone," Lorelai told the thick night air.
You're not scared of the dark.
The dark is your friend.
Raccoons come out in the dark and raccoons are cute.
She was scared of the dark though. Even when her night eyes came, and she could see everything but the ground she was walking on, she hated it.
Because she felt forgotten.
Because she felt lonely, and uptight, like life was a noose waiting to strangle her.
Because she felt grumpy since she kept tripping.
Luke's walked in the dark his whole life.
Afraid to take chances.
Afraid to change things.
This time it was her turn to walk in the dark.
For Luke.
For the truth.
"For the truth," she repeated out loud, confirming the reason for her little stroll.
He's been avoiding it for so long.
And in a way I've always known it.
There's something in his eyes.
It's hard to see.
Cause you really have to look.
Look until your own eyes hurt from lookin'
And then you'll see it.
The thing in his eyes, It wasn't actually an object. It wasn't like he had a toy boat floating in his pupils, or a daisy chain dancing along his lashes.
It was more like the ending to an old story.
Or the long belated "I'm sorry,"
Or the warming chill of a homemade fire.
"Wow, I could sure use a fire," Lorelai muttered, pulling her thin jacket closer to her body. At that moment she wished it was Luke who was wrapped around her, instead of an old coat. She'd often fantasized about him, but she was never quite sure if it was just the lust of not being able to hold him, or stroke his messy hair and say, "I like the rugged look".
It was obvious at times that she had feelings for him.
Just like it was obvious he did for her.
But there was some unspoken mutual agreement between them.
That they never could be more then friends.
It would be too awkward.
Fragile.
And when it broke.
It would be broken forever.
"Screw silence!" Lorelai proclaimed, as she headed towards the dark looming figure of Luke's diner.
She was sure it was Luke now, who had sent her the mysterious love note.
The most unlikely, yet all the signs pointed his way.
"Lu-ke!" Lorelai cried, half expecting him to jump out of the dark and hug her.
"Luke, that's not funny, come out!"
Maybe he's just not here yet.
Or maybe he'll never come.
"Luke?" Lorelai questioned towards rustling in a bush. She watched intently as a scrawny squirrel darted along the snow sprinkled ground.
"Seriously, Luke come out, you're scaring me," Lorelai demanded.
He's too nervous to admit he loves you.
Go home.
It'll always be the same.
The same nothing.
Lorelai felt her throat swell up as she gulped down her tears. He couldn't just leave her like this. In a white kingdom, with no prince. He was half way there.
Dammit Luke.
She rapped on the diner door. But no one answered.
"You can't just leave me in the dark!"