it's the sunsets, full of passion and warmth.
it's the stars, bright and twinkling in a dark world.
but it's forbidden. it's wrong. it's Louis&Lucy. it's you and him.
and Louis&Lucy never died, you were never disowned once it all came out, you were definitely never forgotten.
Louis&Lucy had nothing to gain and everything to lose, yet you carried on anyways.
but now, you look at the sunsets and at the stars and at your family who will always look at you in a slightly different way, and you don't ever wonder what it would like if you two had never fallen, or had never been born cousins, because you've got each other and you can't be bothered with the what-if's.
because you're Lucy and he's Louis, and you're in love and there's nothing your family can do to get it out of you (no matter how hard they tried).
and the sunsets and the stars represent you so well, because you're beautiful and happy and everyone looks at you (not always in a good way, mind you), and you think maybe that's why you watch the sky so much.
but you're Lucy and he's Louis and at the worst of time you think maybe the stars and the sunsets don't like you either. and because you're Louis&Lucy and he'll always be there to hold you and you'll always be there with your love and maybe the stares and the whispers don't matter as much as you thought they did.
I came up with this whilst watching the sunset. Please review!
Kia xoxo