After Lana's truthful admission, Johnathan went to finish the farm chores and Martha went to tidy up the kitchen, leaving Lana alone on the porch. Lana sat there, a sad smile on her lips as she lightly swung on the porch swing. Memories were swimming through her mind.

Summer of 2000

It had been a hot summer and today was no exception. Deciding to take a time out on the days events, Lana and Clark found themselves sitting on the porch swing, sipping on ice cold lemonade. Clark studied Lana from where he sat and couldn't believe how pretty she was, but he couldn't show that he had developed a crush on her! What would she think? He couldn't lose his best friend!

"You know Clark, staring isn't very nice," Lana giggled, setting her lemonade down on the table.

Clark shook his head and goofily smiled, "Sorry, I still can't get over the fact that we are going to be in 8th grade in a couple of weeks! Just one more year and we'll be in high school."

Lana nodded her head in agreement. She felt a weird sensation stir within her when Clark smiled and she was nervous. She couldn't tell Clark that she liked him! He was her best friend! But geez, every time he smiled, she melted, "I know! I can't wait to go high school, it's going to be so much fun Clark! Especially with the two of us there. Who could ever beat the duo of Lana and Kent! Best Friends extraordinaire!"

Both 13 year olds laughed, but Clark's face soon turned solemn, "Lana, what if we drift apart in high school. You know, with you being a cheerleader and everything? I'm sure you don't want people making remarks about you being friends with the school nerd."

Slapping his leg lightly, Lana looked at him sternly, "Clark Kent, how dare you suggest a thing. We could never. I REPEAT NEVER drift apart. You're my Peanut to my Butter, the Star to my Burst, the M to my M, you're the Pop to my Tart, you're the Milky to my Way, the Fruit to my Loop, the Milk to my Duds, you're my Lucky to my Charms, the Ice to my Cream, you're the Ghetto to my Booty…"

"Okay, okay, I get it!" Clark laughed at Lana's incredulous little speech. It was quite humorous, and it was things like that made him love her even more.

"Now listen to me closely Clark, even though you are all of those things, most importantly, you are the Best to my Friend! My BEST FRIEND! I don't know what I would do without you! I'm pretty sure that if we ever stopped being around each other I'd be lost without you," Lana informed Clark, her hand resting on his. Noticing this, she quickly pulled away and decided to add, "Besides, you wont be the school nerd. From what I hear, you're pretty cute."

"Oh yeah? Says who?" Clark asked. He really wanted to know who thought he was cute, he kept to himself most of the time and didn't realize anyone beside Pete and Lana even knew he existed.

"Oh you'd be surprised!" Lana giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. "But I hear that new girl, ooooh what's her name, she's gonna be starting school with us this year," Lana said aloud in thought, scrunching her nose while in the process. Clark just loved when she did that… "Oh I know! Chloe Sullivan! I hear she's got quite the crush on you Clark Kent!"

Clark thought for a moment, "Isn't she the perky blonde girl that stopped by the farm a few weeks ago to see if I was Amish or something like that?"

"Yup, she's the one," Lana beamed, "why, do you have a thing for her Clark?"

Clark harshly shook his head, "Nope, she's not my type."

"I didn't know that a 13 year old had a type," Lana laughed, "Why isn't she your type?"

"Not into blondes," He quipped.

"Oh what a shame, and to think I was gonna dye my hair blonde tonight too," Lana joked.

Clark slightly pushed her away and laughed, "Besides, how do you know she likes me? Who told you this?"

Lana pulled up her legs and sat cross legged on the swing, facing Clark, a smirk on her face, "Well, she actually told me. Then she asked me if you were a good kisser!"

Clark's eyes went wide in shock, "How would you know? I mean…I …I 've never even kissed anyone before. What did you tell her Lana?"

"I couldn't just let her go around thinking you weren't a good kisser, so… I fibbed," Lana shrugged like it was no big deal.

"Lana! Now what if I get a girlfriend and she thinks I already know how to kiss! I'll look like a fool!" Clark exclaimed quietly so his parents wouldn't hear, "She'd break up with me as soon as she found out!"

"I bet you are a natural Clark. Maybe you should just kiss a girl and get it over with, that way when you finally do get a girlfriend you aren't so nervous," Lana suggested. An idea was buzzing in her head and she couldn't help it.

"Oh yeah Lana, that's exactly what I'm going to do. Just kiss some strange girl I don't even know," Clark said, rolling his eyes.

"Well…she doesn't have to be a stranger," Lana whispered, beginning to feel a bit nervous. Averting her eyes away from Clark's she began to examine her fingernails.

Clark eyed her suspiciously. What was the girl talking about? "Then who do you think I should have my first real kiss with?"

Looking up from her nails, Lana stared straight at Clark. "Me," she stated simply.

Clark's eyes once again went wide with surprise before he busted out laughing, "You're kidding right Lana?"

Gawking at the nerve of him for laughing at her, Lana jumped up from her seat and stood with one hand on her hip and angrily glared at Clark, "And what is so funny about kissing me Clark? Am I that ugly that you'd rather laugh than kiss me? I didn't think it was such a funny thing. I was being serious. With us being best friends and all, I'd thought that we should both experience our first kisses with each other. That way we could be honest afterwards and tell each other if we sucked or not! I don't want to be a bad kisser either Clark!"

Speechless, Clark just stared open mouthed at Lana, "You…you were serious?"

"Well, yeah," Lana said, now crossing her arms in front of her.

"Okay," it was the only thing Clark could say.

"Okay what?" Lana asked, but before she could get an answer, Clark stood up and soon she felt his lips on hers. It was the best thing that had ever happened to either of them as they shared their first kiss with each other and moments passed before a sound in the kitchen caused them to jump apart. "Um, ok," Lana said, a little out of breath.

"Was I that bad?" Clark inquired, his palms sweaty from nervousness.

"No, no, I was just shocked at how you just took charge. You were actually pretty good. No complaints here. So how bout me? Was I any good?"

"Yeah…amazing," Clark answered truthfully, staring at his best friend. He couldn't believe he just tongued Lana Lang! How he wished they could kiss one more time.

"Good, then it's settled! We are both good kissers, no need to worry about it anymore. Now lets go over to Pete's," Lana smiled, blushing slightly. She had just kissed Clark Kent! She couldn't believe it! It was a dream come true. Too bad she couldn't do it again…

"Alright lets get going," Clark crookedly smiled. This was the best summer ever.

Summer of 2001

"Clark, oh my god! I made the cheerleading squad!" Lana exclaimed sitting on her knees on the loft couch.

"You couldn't be that surprised Lana. You knew you had it in the bag. Congratulations though, I'm happy for you, just don't forget about me okay," Clark half heartedly smiled. High school was 2 weeks away and to say he was nervous wouldn't have been a new revelation.

"I know, I know," Lana laughed, "but that's not what I'm really excited about! The Captain of the football team asked me out!" She was squealing in delight, and although she had much rather date Clark, they were friends and she knew they could never be an item. Only in her dreams…

"Whitney Fordman? Isn't he going to be a senior?" Clark asked. His heart slightly breaking in two, he knew Lana was beautiful and other guys were sure to notice, but he didn't want her date other guys. He wished it could be him she dated, but he was just too chicken to cross the friend boundary.

"Yeah! Isn't this it great!" Lana beamed before glancing at her watch, "Oh, Clark, I gotta go. I promised Whitney I'd go to the movies with him tonight! Bye!" Getting up from the couch she bounced in glee over to the steps. Before descending, she looked over her shoulder at Clark who happened to be staring out of the loft opening. Wanting to see that gorgeous smile of his to make her day, she told him honestly, "And Clark, just so you know. You're a better kisser than Whitney."

Clark looked up at her with a toothy smiled. He was happy that Lana remembered their kiss last summer and as he watched her leave the loft, he day dreamed it was him she was going to meet.

Lana sat quietly, staring off into the distance as flashes of high school continuously popped into her mind. Sophomore year, her and Clark finally admitted their feelings, only to have the joy of it to last a few days before he mysteriously disappeared to Metropolis. Then there was the rollercoaster of a relationship the two had junior year before she went off to Paris and then Jason. Prom senior year was memorable, Lana would always cherish Lifehouse's song "You and Me" after that night. It wasn't until after all the drama of high school and the start of college did Clark finally tell her the truth about his origins and special abilities. Of course she was upset with him, but not for being from another planet, but for lying to her from the age of 3. She quickly got over it though, because she understood, she had just wished Clark had told her sooner. After she knew his secret, their life and relationship was filled with bliss until…

"Whatcha thinking about?" Clark asked as he walked up the steps. He had been back for a good ten minutes watching her on the porch, before he finally decided to speak up.

"Oh, uh um, just…stuff," Lana replied, smiling weakly.

"Stuff huh?" Clark laughed, taking a seat on the porch swing right next to her, "What kind of stuff?"

"About when we were younger. Before everything got…"

"So complicated," Clark finished the sentence for her.

Lana nodded her head in agreement, "Exactly."

Clark shifted his eyes around his surroundings, "You know," he laughed, "I remember our first kiss was right here."

Closing her eyes and smiling, Lana said, "Yeah, that's some of the stuff I was thinking about." She too laughed.

"God, I remember I was so shocked I kissed you. It was like I was dreaming!" Clark exclaimed, rubbing his hands on his pants in nervousness, hoping that this conversation would make some tension go away.

"Yup, those were some good times," Lana said, not wanting to really sit here and reminisce. After all she had done a lot of that just before he interrupted him, all she really wanted to was get the much needed conversation over with so she could get the hell out of dodge and move on with her life. "Um Clark, I hate to sound rude or something, but do you think that we could just go to the loft and talk…about things…."

"Um, sure," Clark gulped. He knew this was coming, but he dreaded it. This would undoubtedly be a painful conversation, and he had braced himself many years for it, but still he wasn't ready.

Lana followed Clark to the old couch and they both sat down without saying a word. A few minutes of silence passed between them before they both decided to start things.

"Lana…"

"Clark…" they said simultaneously. They laughed and blushed and Clark decided to be a gentleman and let the lady go first, "You can say whatever you gotta say first Lana."

Feeling her mouth suddenly go dry, Lana quickly licked her lips and nervously pushed hair out of her face, "Okay, I guess I should just tell you why I'm here. After 6 years and all." She looked at Clark to see if he was going to say anything and when she saw that he wasn't she continued, "I came here actually looking for you. I felt there wasn't really any sense of closure in our relationship. I mean you didn't even say goodbye." Clark went to say something, but Lana held up her hand, stopping him, "Please just let me continue Clark, because this is hard enough for me as it is. I understand you have your reasons for not saying goodbye, I just want you to know that I was lost after you left. I was hurt and devastated. All I knew was the man that was the love of my life had, well, pretty much vanished from my life. I didn't know when you were coming back, I had no idea where you were, and I didn't even know what you were doing and if you were even thinking about me at all."

"I thought about you everyday," Clark breathed out.

Lana closed her eyes, holding back the tears she had promised herself she would no longer cry, "Please Clark, don't say anything. Just let me get this all off my chest," She quickly wiped the offending tears, "so anyways, I made the drastic decision to move to California. It may not have been the best decision, but I wasn't thinking clearly at the time. For 6 years, 6 years Clark, I tried to move on. I tried to fall in love again, but I couldn't. I realized the only way I could move on with my life would be to confront you. Get some closure to our relationship, because really if you think about it," Lana laughed gently before sniffing, "we never really broke up."

A sad smile formed on Clark's face as he thought about her words. He wished he could just grab her in his arms and wash away all the pain he had caused her, but he couldn't.

"Anyways, I'm not going to lie and say I wasn't angry with you Clark. Because I was. I was furious, angry, mad, spiteful. I felt sticking a large piece of kryptonite up your ass…"

Clark winced, "Ouch."

"Exactly, but the funny thing is. I couldn't stay mad for very long. One minute I'd be so mad, but then the next few hours, I'd be wishing you were by my side. I'd cry myself to sleep every night for awhile, hoping you'd come looking for me. But you never came. I think that's what broke my heart the most. I would have forgiven you in a heart beat if you showed up at my doorstep. I would have dropped everything for you. But after time, I came to realize you weren't ever going to return to me. I did realize, though, that I needed closure if I was ever going to live a semi-normal life and that is why I am here. And after being here and seeing you again, I need that more than ever. You have moved on. You're happy. That's what I want Clark. I want to be happy and in love again Clark," a silent tear fell down Lana's cheek and she wiped her nose before it began to run, "Also, to be truthful. I'm hurt, deeply. I see you with Lois and want to know why? Did our relationship mean so little to you that when you returned you decided it would be best to get with Lois and forget all about me. I understand you have your Superman duties, but I wanted to be by your side through it, but some other woman is. Does Lois even know about your abilities Clark?"

Unable to look at Lana, Clark averted his eyes to the floor, "No, she doesn't" he said so low, Lana could barely hear. Clark felt his own eyes watering and a fresh tear falling from his eye at Lana's words. How could she ever think their relationship didn't mean that much to him? "Lana, I'm sorry, but now I need to get a word in. Don't you ever think that our relationship didn't mean that much to me. It meant the world, if not more. You are the one person on this earth that gets me. You are what makes me human, the reason I breathe. Everything I do is for you. Every time I do something as Superman, I'm hoping you are proud of me and what I'm doing. You, Lana Lang, are the one that urges me on. Whenever I'm feeling low about something, I find a memory of you to keep me content, to keep me going. I'm sorry for leaving the way I did and I'm sorry for all the pain, but I can't take it back. I regret everyday not taking you with me and I dream every night that you are by my side. I could never, ever forget about you Lana Lang!"

Lana stared at Clark in shock at his words. She was so confused. Her emotions were becoming almost unbearable and Lana lost the strength to finish the conversations. Hastily standing, she ran to the steps, but before leaving she cried, "Then why didn't you come for me Clark? I wouldn't be so upset if you had come for me. I know I told Chloe not to tell anyone where I was at, but you could have easily found me." Without waiting for an answer, she fled the barn.

"I did find you once," Clark stood starin after her, hurt evident in his eyes.

Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na

I miss you,
I miss you so bad.
I don't forget you,
Oh it's so sad.

I hope you can hear me.
I remember it clearly.

The day you slipped away,
Was the day I found
It won't be the same,
Oh.

Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na

I didn't get around to kiss you,
Goodbye on the hand.
I wish that I could see you again,
I know that I can't.

I hope you can hear me,
I remember it clearly

The day you slipped away,
Was the day I found
It won't be the same,
Oh.

I've had my wake up,
Won't you wake up,
I keep asking why.
I can't take it,
It wasn't fake,
It happened you passed by.

Now you're gone,
Now you're gone,
There you go,
There you go,
Somewhere I can't bring you back.
Now you're gone,
Now you're gone,
There you go,
There you go,
Somewhere you're not coming back.

The day you slipped away,
Was the day I found
It won't be the same,
Oh.

Na Na, Na Na Na Na Na

I miss you.