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When Blue Met Green

Summary:

Who would’ve thought that loving was a sin?

Notes:

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After multiple revisions, it's finally here! Glad to be able to post this after 3 years.
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It felt different

He was not used to this feeling in his chest when he sees another lad

But this felt different

He knew he said this a hundred times, but it felt different

Different because it was f o r e i g n

Different because it was u n f a m i l i a r

Different because He. Never. Felt. This. Before.

There are more than a billion people in the world, yet, he fell for him

Him, with the piercing green eyes that captivated his heart

Him, whose hair falls down his shoulders, an angel in disguise

Him, who made him realize the person that he was (and who he’ll always be, something to be proud of)

 

Him. Him. Him.

All he kept thinking about was him.

His mind was clouded with possibilities

                                                (what ifs)

                                                (what should be’s)

                                                (what is)

 

He looked at his reflection, the man blinked back

*   S   p   l   a   s   h   *

This will wake him up from his fantasies

            But it was more like a baptism, a rebirth of some sort

This was him, the real him

(The boy with the green eyes made him realize that)

 

BUT

What were they?

They were two souls, brought together by circumstance

There were thousands of possibilities, yet here they are,

                        Fighting for freedom

                                    (and their feelings for each other – because it’s complicated)

                                                ((the gods above said so))

 

BUT

Not a day goes by that he does not think about him

The way his eyes lit up when they first met

            (when green met blue)

The way his laughter fills the depths of his soul

            (because I love you)

The way he completes him

            (always and forever, it will always be true)

 

HE completes HIM (and will always do)

(Always in my heart, @Harry_Styles. Yours sincerely, @Louis_Tomlinson)

 

That was when he realized

He was

Falling

            Falling

                        Falling

                                    Falling

                                                Falling

 

D         E          E          P          L          Y

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hush, it was a secret

hush, you can’t tell anyone except the man in the mirror

hush, keep your heart steady

                  (but was he obvious?)

                                    did they notice the sway on his hips when he walked?

                                                  did they notice the crimson on his cheeks when another lad talked to him?

                                                                        did they notice the …          

                                                                                          Did they notice? n o t i c e  n   o   t   i   c   e     n     o     t     i     c     e       N       O       T       I       C       E       !       !       !

 

his reflection stared back at him, confused

for some reason, it felt wrong

 

W                                                        W

 

R                                 R

 

O

 

N                                 N

 

G                                                         G

 

 

 

 

W                                                        W

 

R                                 R

 

O

 

N                                 N

 

G                                                         G

 

 

 

W                                                        W

 

R                                 R

 

O

 

N                                 N

 

G                                                         G

 

Wrongfully wrong because of their piercing stares when they held hands

The nods of disapproval, the snickers, the snide remarks

Why can’t we just love each other?

LOVE IS LOVE

Love is love

love is love

Love will always be love

            In all forms

                        In all shapes

                                    In all sizes

L          O         V          E                      I           S                      L          O         V          E

 

And he loved him, with        a          l           l                       h          i           s                      h          e          a          r          t

 

a          l           l                       h          i           s                      b          e          i           n          g

 

(everything)

 

STOP! (the gods above told them)

This is what you’re going to do!

CONTRACT, BEARDS, AND LIES!

(an endless cycle)

 

            Suddenly they ?loathed¿ each other.

Now, he’s with her || and he’s with her (and a baby)

 

(the cycle repeats itself                                                               

it keeps repeating itself                                                              

it always does)                        

 

                                                                        that’s the price of freedom - unfortunately

 

At this point, his soul was weary

            (and so was his)

They were tired, tired, TIRED!

Tired of everything, tired of nothing

 

He lit his first cigarette, let it burn inside his lungs to fill the emptiness inside

He wiped his tears away, plastered on a smile

 

Rumors – speculation – date – breakup – image – freedo-(NO!) – damage control – ru-

 

(I can’t do this anymore!

Do you think it’s easy for me?)

 

That made him think, as he lit his hundredth cigarette, let it diffuse in a cloud above him

 

What was he supposed to do with these feelings?

Was he supposed to ignore them, act as if his mind was not conflicted with all these questions?

Should he run away, pretend like nothing happened?

Or should he just give up?

                                    (give up)

                                                                        (give up)

 

*          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *          *         

 

Time to           l           e          t           g         o

            (Goodbye curly)

Maybe it’s time for us to---

 

But green eyes held his hand, held him tight

            (told him everything was gonna be alright)

We’ve come so far

We have these scars (even though they can’t always be seen)

I don’t know what I’d do if we’d fell apart

 

He took a breath, took it all in

Who would’ve thought that loving was a sin?

 

So he held him tight, they’ll never let go

 

He was the anchor to his rope

They’ll keep fighting, they won’t lose hope

 

(No matter how long it takes)

 

---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ----

In that moment, they managed to escape

The glass closet where they were encaged

Always and forever, he’ll be in his heart

Nothing could ever break them apart

 

(Nobody can drag them down, they were fireproof!)

 

Now, the battle’s over

Finally, there’s

f           r          e          e         d          o          m

h          a          p          p          i           n          e          s          s

and most importantly,

l           o          v          e                      x          x          x

 

(They loved each other and that was enough for now)

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