A/N: Hey guys! I'm back with something a little angsty, but it's another abstract thing so I think it works.
Here ya go:
In a world where a boy with warm eyes and a wounded heart never met a girl with tangled hair and sweet smile.
They were a bit too hopeful and a bit too broken, filled with hurt and dreams that all remained a could have, would have, should have.
In a world where things didn't quite fit right and the missing piece stayed missing.
No soft late night cuddles with him watching a movie in the dark-no feeling cared for and content. No warm embraces from her after a particularly arduous day-no feeling comforted and soothed. No fluffy pancakes on a Saturday morning or lazy Sunday afternoons-no feeling happy.
In the world that they needed it the most, they never met.
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In a world where a boy with a confident smirk and charming air met a girl with a sassy flair and beautiful face.
They were a bit too cocky and bit too mismatched filled with fights and challenges only spared by fits of passion. They didn't last, they were never meant to.
In a world where it happened but didn't stay, dying as quickly as a flame doused with a wave of water.
Mostly heated words from her shouting early in the morning-no calm to this frustrating war. Mostly butting heads and short tempers from him in the evening-no peace or happiness. Mostly quiet only in the form of lips pressed together in a fiery passion-no real love.
In the world that would never have worked, they met.
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In a world where a boy with a sweet smile and goofy manner just barely met a girl with sparkling eyes and a soft demeanor.
They were a bit too nice and things were a bit too perfect for it to have gone smoothly. Maybe they met, maybe they fell in love, and maybe before anything could happen they lost each other, the universe claiming one of their lives for itself.
In a world where they were so close to getting it just right and it was yanked away from them.
A quiet giggle from her as he pressed his nose against hers in an eskimo kiss-the feeling of being loved. A shy smile from him as she kissed him lightly on the cheek after a night out-the feeling of being happy. Sad tears running down faces as a coffin is escorted to a graveyard-the feeling of loss so heavy it weighs your heart down so much it drowns.
In a world where it would have been perfect, they lost.
If only they could have met in a different time, another world, where they were destined to meet, destined to stay, destined to simply be.
A/N: Well there ya have it, what did you think? It was a bit sad, but sometimes that's just how it is, sometimes that's the way life goes. But that doesn't mean good things can't happen, I still hold out hope for these two.
And if you want something happier where they do meet, check out my series How We Could Have Met (2) for some oneshots on Percabeth first meetings!
Please Review! I'd love to hear your thoughts! And as always, thanks for reading!
See ya! :)