you were made of GOLD but the song of the broken heart covers e v e r y t h i n g in blood (and red doesn’t look good on you)
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he’d be lying if he said he didn’t notice the way she reacted - the way he’d seemingly pulled her from the clouds & the way she seemed to pause as if she could ignore him. they both knew she couldn’t ignore him. he took a few steps forward once she turned to him ( not ignoring the defensive way she crossed her arms ) so that he was still a few steps from her, but close enough to smell the familiar perfume she’d wore for as long as he could remember. he offered a smile, though he wasn’t entirely sure if he was deserving of getting one back. he’d left, again. something he’d once promised her he’d never do & later found himself doing more often than he liked - though sometimes at her own wish. ❝ what? me stay away from manhattan? you must be thinking of the wrong guy, serena. ❞
he let his smile fade just a little, his hand aching to reach out and tuck her golden hair behind her ear.
❝ there’s something that will always bring me back here. ❞
she bit her bottom lip as she looked away, shaking her head just a little. it was clockwork with them; he’d come back into her life, she’d put up a wall, he’d knock it down and everything was good, she would be HAPPY. then all that would be gone in a blink of an eye. sometimes their roles would switch and she would be the one to leave. each time she’d hope that things would be different, even convince herself of it. each time was better than before and god, she was so head over heels for him.
❛ hm, yeah i must have been. someone else who i thought was different. ❜
her head was tilted ever so slightly, arms still folded across her body. her eyes flickered up and down at him, six months time had changed his appearance slightly not much but she could tell the differences.
❛ what do you want, carter? ❜
I won’t accept losing you.
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—- he watched her for awhile, the way the SUN gleamed against her skin & the way the light manhattan breeze just slightly ruffled her golden hair. he liked it like this - him seeing her without her seeing him, it gave him time to APPRECIATE her in a way that sometime he forgot to. in a way that reminded him why every time he came back to this DAMNED city that he only came back because he knew it’s where she’d be. eventually there would come a time where he’d come back & she wouldn’t be there, or that she would & she’d want nothing to do with him but all he could think was ❛ god PLEASE don’t let that be this time. ❜ hands in his pockets, tongue pressed in cheek, he watched as she stood with a look of focus on her face that made him want to dive into the beautiful mind of hers to figure out what was possibly bringing a look of such dedication on her face. he could ask, he could strike conversation up & act as if nothing had happened between them, as if he hadn’t been gone AGAIN ( six months this time ). but he knew that’s not how it was going to work, so he might as well start with an old favorite —-
❝ — hey, BEAUTIFUL.❞
there was something about manhattan that she loved, whether it was the nonstop sound of the traffic, the sidewalks that were always filled with people, bright lights that never faded; it was truly the city that never slept. it was also the perfect place to be distracted, a small argument between her and blair had drove her out of their place and onto fifth avenue. not that she minded, retail therapy was always much needed. but out of nowhere a voice pulled her out of her head and into reality, a voice she’d recognize anywhere without even having to turn around. it was a voice that she had loved, and probably still did even if she didn’t want to admit it. it was a voice she would leave everyone behind for, just to be with him, if only he had let her. the phrase itself caused released butterflies into her stomach. shehated that he could so easily pull her in with just two simple words ( not that she’d ever actually make it seem that way ). she exhaled before turning to face him, her eyes meeting his, and crossed her arms.
❝ carter. —— didn’t think you’d actually come back this time. ❞
you were brought into this life to be tested. every day you are faced with new challenges that will make you question why you were brought into this world & why you continue to survive it. there is no answer, there is no voice replying back from the void telling you that you survive for a greater purpose. everyone who is alive today has survived up until this point & they cannot all be surviving due to having a greater purpose. the world has tested you & you have been proven durable but the test is not over & it is no guarantee that you’ll continue to survive it for the only way for the test to end is to stop surviving. but even death doesn’t promise salvation.
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❛ —— tequila? must be setting yourself up for a rough night. ❜ his eyebrows raise, but he’s smirking in return, unable not to when she’s smiling in his presence. ❛ what’s the occasion? ❜
❛ maybe i plan on doing body shots later —— got any limes? ❜ she laughed, mainly kidding. ❛ no reason, i just wanted to hang out with my favorite guy friend. unless you have plans, then i’ll gladly finish these by myself. ❜ her hand gestured to the cupcakes.
