I don't know how it happened. We somehow ended up in Philadelphia. Now 1year later, I am sitting in my apartment staring out this bleak window. It tears me apart, breaks me in two. He is gone. He had managed to get a good filming job right off the bat, and now he is gone. Just 1 year later, he is successful, and has everything he ever wanted. I can't complain, I've got this singing career. Its almost fully blown up. I'm pretty well known. Infact I have a concert tonight in Philly. I heard that he is here. Maybe he will be there. I doubt it.

So I suppose you are wondering how this break up came about. I can't really say we are actually broken up. It was never really said, it just happened. We grew a part. I miss him everyday, but I guess that is what you get…

My parents did eventually find me, but by that time I was 18, and they couldn't do anything. I can't sit and think about him without crying. I just hope he will be there tonight, because I've got a new song. He always was my critic for songs. I haven't written a new once sense he left…

At The Concert

I'm getting ready now. I'm nervous as anything, but that's what you get. I'm walking on stage my legs shaking. It seems to take forever to get to the mic. I sit on the stool and strum my guitar to warm up. My lips are dry and I breathe in. My breath catches in my throat. There he is. Front row, just staring… He smiles at me and I raise me eyebrows. He tugged at his ear, our signal. Whenever either of us had to present something at school, or anything in front of a crowd, during a family dinner, we would pull our ears. I tugged at mine and smiled. Maybe he will understand me…

So its over drawn in red blood on the wall
Could it be over if didn't take that road
And so we danced to a new beat and we danced
And we cried to a new melody and we cried

And its okay I know you well
And if you say you're not working this out
I know you just need to move on
Don't, don't let me let you make a mistake
Work it out, but don't be the break

We missed out on all the plans life had for us
We didn't care we had it all we thought we had it all
And so we tried to bleed our hearts out into love
And so we didn't make it, I don't care, we gave it our all

And its okay I know you well
And if you say you're not working this out
I know you just need to move on
Don't, don't let me let you make a mistake
Work it out, but don't be the break

And this is me calling out for you
Just come back, I know this is true
And I can't deal, I didn't put up a fight
I know you know

You sorted it out, out
You put it all on a list, on a list
And you took it down
You made it okay

And its okay I know you well
And if you say you're not working this out
I know you just need to move on
Don't, don't let me let you make a mistake
Work it out, but don't be the break
Cause you know I can never forgive this
This is your final take
This is final, your final mistake

your final mistake-mee!

Eventually it ended, and I was free to go backstage. I walked into my dressing room only to find him there…smiling. Or is it smirking?

"What are you doing here? How did you get back here." I was shocked and confused. There was nothing he could say to ease this pain.

"I came to say hi, and I guess when you are a film director you …" He trailed off at my sudden mood change when he mentioned his job.

"Hi…bye." He came closer to me but I walked further into my room brushing past him.

"Liz, c'mon." He tried reasoning with me.

"Oh don't start." I glared at him while I washed my face in the bathroom.

"Well what am I supposed to do?" He questioned and threw his hands up in the air.

"There is nothing you can do. Do you know how much you hurt me?" I looked up at him and dried my face.

"You think I wasn't hurt. Liz I left my life for you. I loved you. I still do." He came closer to me.

"You have a shitty way of showing it. You just left Gordo. You left." He tried to grab my hand but I pulled away.

"I thought you wanted me to. It wasn't like you were putting any effort into us." He turned around and started pacing.

"I haven't written a song since you left. I finally wrote one song. I finally started getting over you. And now you are back. God Gordo, its not fair. I don't think I can ever get over you." Tears started falling down my face. He came closer and I let him hold me. I never forgot what it was like in his arms. I thought I would never get another chance.

"I came back to tell you I was sorry. I was so stupid. They kept telling me, I had to leave, and I couldn't bring you. And you, you were so caught up in singing…I just. I didn't think you loved me anymore. I was going to write you a letter, saying everything, but every time I tried to write, I couldn't. There were so many things I wanted to say. I came back for you. I was hoping you would forgive me. I'm filming this new film here, so I can be with you. And, if you don't want me now, I've got at least 6 months to get you to love me. I love you so much, Liz. It hurts how much I love you." I looked up at him, looking into his eyes, searching for answers. His eyes were welling up with tears. So I did the only think I could think of. I kissed him and believe me it was worth the wait.

We kissed the hell out of each other. Everyday we were apart was made up with kisses. We would have gone farther, but people kept barging in.

"Gordo?" We finally stopped kissing.

"Yeah?" He looked at me and smiled.

"Come home…" He just started kissing me all over again, and who was I to stop him?

tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

here we lay again
on two separate beds
riding phone lines
to meet a familiar voice
and pictures drawn from memory
we reflect on miscommunication
and misunderstandings
and missing each other too
much to have had to let go

we turn our music down
and we whisper
say what your thinking right now
tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

jumping to conclusions
made me fall away from you
i'm so glad that the truth
has brought back together me and you

we're sitting on the ground
and we whisper
say what your thinking outloud

tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

we turn our music down
and we whisper
we're sitting on the ground
and we whisper
we turn our music down
we're sitting on the ground
and next time i'm in town
we will kiss girl
we will kiss girl

tell me what you thought about
when you were gone and so alone
the worst is over
you can have the best of me
we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont
feeling that we cant
we're not ready to give up

we got older but we're still young
we never grew out of this feeling that we wont give up

Best of me-Starting Line…

A/N only one more chapter until the end of the story…