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(A/N: This is a one-shot fic i wrote when journals are still leather-bound papers. it has been editted so anybody can read it. mushy, mushy stuff! not very interesting read.)

their story goes a long way back. they were two; yet they were one. they were young and naive. Never have they imagine that theirs is a story worth telling. nor do they have the illusion that the thing they had was grand. it simply was that.. a thing.

they were kids. oh, how sweet those days were. they were kids but they were in love. more than that they cared. theirs is not a story you read on romance novels...of endless hours holding hands and frolicking in the beach. rather, theirs is a relationship clearly defined by rules. most of which we'd find absurd if i even start to list them. but both of them are more than willing to follow. they had a clear understanding of what they had. something so hard to explain to others (and believe me no words could ever describe it) but somehow so elementary for both of them. after all, they were one. they were two, but they were one.

they both knew from the onset that what they had was special. she'd be her own person while being so many others to him...a friend, a confidante, a lover. as he is to her. he never felt so free while being so attached. others may be as in love as them but they lose themselves in the process. sadder still is the fact that they tend to lose themselves alone. no partner to guide them, no partner to lead them on. alone. that's the danger of falling in love without rules, they say. one tend to be caught in the middle of any and all things others deems important. in the end, they are left clueless as to where they're heading. they've seen this danger and they were more than happy to take the road not taken. after all, they knew that if they get lost along that way, they'd be lost together.

and as fate would have its way, they got lost. but unlike others before them, they got lost together. but not once have their love faltered. they may be separated by distance but their souls are one. she may be happy with someone else but he is happy for her. he may be alone, but she is always there when he's afraid. it's in the rules. after all, she was hers once. more importantly, she was his first. as he was hers first.

yes, they are two but they will always be one.

cryola popcorn smirks @ 11:07 AM