Hidden Meanings

Afar [Cale]

I never thought I'd recover from my last love. 

It was merely fate that caused us to meet- an everyday meeting, when you'd walk by me near the fountain as you crossed the park. I was there each passing day- it was a habit, really. 

I had loved my ex-girlfriend, yes, but you caught my attention.

Not many strangers stopped by a twenty-two year-old man, and asked what type of music they were listening to. I had looked up at you, then nudged my headphones behind my ear, and exchanged my first word with you. 

"Pardon?" 

You repeated the question at the time, and I had answered with 'Rascal Flatts'. Curious, you had sat down next to me and asked if you could listen to them.

Now, every day, I would pause when you arrived, secretly looking forward to seeing you. You've also spoken to me twice since- I didn't actually mind, as long as I got to see you. You would go to the bench in the corner and take out your notebook. From what I've gathered, you're a writer.

Everyone says you only fall in love once, but that's not true, because every time I see you, I fall in love all over again. 

I never actually learned your name until I waved at you as you glanced over at me before our third conversation. Your name was Aileen, Aileen Parkinson. You insisted I call you Aile. 

Missing someone is a part of loving them. It's the reason why I ache for you.

I settled with loving you from afar, watching you as you greeted your friends- a black-haired boy with green-yellow eyes, as well as a small redhead. 

Loved you yesterday, love you still, always have, always will. 

At one point, I had approached you. You had greeted me with a smile, eyes brightening at the familiar sight of me. 

I'll go as far as pull down the stars from the heavens just to fill your empty skies. 

At the time, I didn't know what loving you really mean. I understood that the letter U and the letter I were next each other on the keyboard. But what accompanied it? 

The person I care for the most is also the person that can cause me the most pain. 

I didn't know. It was strange for me to even exchange words with you- I was slightly scared I would mess it and be fully thrust out of your circle of...friends, possibly? 

You find love by not finding a perfect person, but finding an imperfect person you can see perfectly.

You had said my name during that time. I was astounded by the amount of happiness you said it with, and politely excused myself to go home. 

No matter how many times I hurt because of you, even if I have a hundred reasons to hate you, I'll look for that one reason to love you.

I didn't come to the park the next day. Instead, I locked myself up in my room to sort my feelings out.

Sometimes, giving someone a second chance is like giving them a second bullet for their gun because they missed you the first time.

Mo, my twin brother, tried to coax me out. He invited his girlfriend, Lynn, over. I hated that. I truly hated that- Mo knew I preferred no one else coming in our house without both of our permission. 

It's funny how loving someone from afar can break your heart, but you still love them with all the pieces. 

After four days, I finally gave up trying to forget about you. I visited the park again, every day. My time changed. I changed it to when you left. You would greet me on the way out, and I would spend the rest of my hour gazing off into the distance.

Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you've never met. 

I was turning bitter. You were the stars in my sky, the ones that made me look up and gently smile as you twinkle among the others. 

I love you for not only what and who you are, but what I am with I'm with you.

But there was pricks of light when you turned and smiled at me, waved a final goodbye for today before leaving. 

I'm amazed when I look at you- not for your looks, but because of the fact I have everything I ever wanted right in front of me. 

But then, I had saw you when I was walking home myself. You scurried across the street before beaming up at me, and said with your happy grin, "Hey, long time no see. Am I right?"

If you can't get someone out of your head, it's because maybe they're supposed to be there. 

I had smiled then, as well- it was relief feeling my lips twist upwards.

I will stop loving you when an apple fruit grows on a mango tree on the 30th day of February. 

Wordlessly, you had linked your freezing cold hands with mine before informing me that you had recently moved to my street and that we might as well walk home together. 

When you touch someone with your spirit, they will in turn touch your soul with their heart. 

I will admit it- I had turned into a blushing mess at the close contact. You seemed to find no problem with it, however, so I won't complain.

Before I met you, I never knew what it was like to look at someone and smile for no reason. 

A/N~

Again, sucky. I took most of the quotes (in italics) from google. Look up quotes about love, glance at the images, and you'll find them. :)

Also, Ames, do you remember the pinky-promise between Aile and Cas? Look at the picture. :D