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I know you moved onto someone new
Hope life is beautiful
You were the light for me to find my truth
I just wanna say, thank you
“I still love you.”
There is silence for a while, letting Liam’s words become even bigger as they are the only sounds in his small bedroom.
Then Theo finally looks at him, eyes heavy with emotions. “I know.”
Leaving to find my soul
Told her I had to go
And I know it ain't pretty
When our hearts get broke
He takes another swig on the reefer they share. Watches the smoke curl into fantasy creatures in the air above them. Rising higher and higher until they disappear into nothing but thin air under the ceiling. The Chimera almost laughs because of the irony that those similarities between some simple smoke billows and his life provide.
“Sometimes I love you so much, it hurts”, Liam continues, ignoring Theo’s answer, like usually, “and some days I could kill you for not loving me back.”
Too young to feel this old
Watching us both turn cold
Oh, I know it ain't pretty
When two hearts get broke
Yeah, I know it ain't pretty
When two hearts get broke
Theo’s next words are so quiet, if there had been any other sound than their breathing, they would have gone unheard. But since it was only them, only the sounds of two existing lives in a room, Liam still heard them.
“I do. Love you back I mean. How could I not?”
It must be the soft cloud of weeds and wolfsbane, muffling his defences and cloaking him into warm, drug induced safety and it lets him say things Theo knows he really should not be saying.
Because they fuel hope.
What could have been.
Maybe...
If we just-
It fuelled false hope.
I hope someday
We'll sit down together
And laugh with each other
About these days, these days
All our troubles We'll lay to rest
Liam doesn’t answer, he just moves even closer to Theo, pressing his body in the familiar figure next to him.
“You know, I never stopped thinking about what would have happened if I just got into the car with you. On that day.”
And Theo remembers –
Three years of ups and downs
Nothing to show for it now
And I know it ain't pretty when the fire burns out
Calling me when I'm drunk remind me of what I've done
And I know it ain't pretty when you're trying to move on, yeah
He never said it, but that day, after everything was over, no ghost riders left, no hunters to fight, he had felt true happiness for a first time in a long while. All because of the boy next to him. Watching him with big blue eyes and a tired smile, exhaustion dripping from his every move as they leave the hospital side by side.
Cigarettes in the ashtray
Reminiscing on those past days
I thought you’d end up with my last name
But that changed
And I travelled around the world
Think where you living at now?
Theo remembers how they stood on the parking lot, next to his truck, the pack a few meters away and he had turned to face Liam. ‘We will see each other again.’ He had said, almost believing the words himself.
Liam had looked at him, silent mouth but screaming eyes.
“Please don’t leave.”
“I need you by my side.”
“I can’t do this without you.”
And Theo heard him. He smiles apologetic, shrugging his shoulders with carefully learned dismissal, before his next words seal their fate: “Go to your pack, little wolf. They need you.”
“You know I can’t lose you.”
“I need you.”
“Please never leave.”
Remember when we almost told each other the truth?
All those unspoken words still float around them as they sit next to each other now, the two impossible boys, trying to forget the past and the future and everything in between. And somehow Liam hears them anyway. In his blue eyes lays a promise of lost happiness as he leans over to Theo.
And then, sharing the last whiff of smoke out of Liam’s lungs, their lips meet and the air seems to whisper.
What could be.
Maybe...
If we just-
You are my favourite almost.
I hope someday
We'll sit down together
And laugh with each other
About these days, these days
All our troubles
We'll lay to rest.