A/N Brigade lyrics aren't mine. The lyrics are wrapped up in the sentences. I used multiple songs, the best lines of it of course and merged it into a little fidget. It's not really great, but I was just playing with words and sentences and did is a little product of it. Anyway, speak up your minds about it. Does it lack anything, or is it maybe good? You tell, I'd love to know. Oh and the characters are not mine. But that you know right? D/G fidget.
Lost, like tears in the rain
From a small distance you had me looking at you. So close yet so far away. We paraded through the school halls, exchanging glances and smirking to one other. We played a game of hide and seek. Always being out of each other grasps. You'd drawled, I'd scream. You'd insult, I'd cast a spell. It was the way that everyone was used to; it was our way to say that we cared about each other. A way to show our emotions, always the opposite. It had dragged on for too long to let it change. It was not expected to change. It couldn't ever change. Outside appearances were everything. So from the distance I dream of you while hoping that you'd dream of me too. Maybe you're perfect, maybe I'm the same. Somehow we're no different, somehow it's a shame.
Once, long ago when we were young, while I playing with a pendant in my hand, I looked at the clear night sky. A cold breeze giving me chills. Suddenly, a cloak wrapped around my shoulders and I turned around to meet with icy grey eyes. "You might catch a cold." He simply said and sat down next to me. "You care?" I asked, too tired to drawl or smirk. "I care." he shrugged the question off. As simple as that. My eyes widened, I didn't expect it. He looked at me and in his eyes I could read that he knew what I was thinking. "I care." He repeated again before setting off. His cloak still wrapped around me and I could feel his warmth for a shallow moment as if he'd always be my emergency, though only it would last for a second. But that night was a warning for what would come in years.
Belonging to two different houses, to two different families with the animosity that was laid by our parents wasn't always fair. And I'd always faltered for the moment that you knew I'd never take.
Despite it all, the experiences remained. We met night after night. He was always my emergency, though his warmth and affection never lasted for more than a second. We met night after night, chasing secrets and playing with the in-betweens of right and wrong. Never really revealing what we actually felt, but running around it in distant circles. And though later on we'd look on it as a stage that we were at it was a long way back from anything, anyone and it was ours.
But we knew that for every moment that came to go was a moment towards goodbye. And I can still remember how your touch lingered on my skin. Your eyes fixated on me. The cold air feeling damp around us. Then you turned around and finally whispered those ugly words: "I can't, you can't" And that was it, we broke apart. Both went our own ways, never looking back, but at those nights I always nearly called you mine.