A Dilmer oneshot inspired by the song ‘I won’t give up’ by Jason Mraz. Listen to it here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdN5GyTl8K0
Begging for some feedback on this one ok? Please!!
*warning* light mention of self-harm in one section. May be triggering for some
Wilmer’s POV:
Sprawled out on the beach on a patterned picnic blanket, I look up at the starry sky above us and sigh. The waves crash back and forth in the distance; creating a steady yet relaxing rhythm. I relax further into the blanket, feeling the sand engulf me as I sink further into its warm touch. The faint calls of birds circle the ocean depths and the wind gently whistles through the nearby grass. I turn my head to face her. As the breeze sweeps my face I am left with the distinctive yet weak taste of salt. The glistening reflection of the moon and stars illuminate her features perfectly. Her blonde locks fall softly down her resting shoulders, her plump red limps gleam with calling, her cheeks glow as she smiles up at the sparkling dots high above us. I reach my hand down and entwine my fingers into hers, squeezing gently. Our hands fit perfectly, like two lost souls connected by love. She turns her face to the side, looks at me and smiles. I look into her beautiful brown eyes and get lost in the depths of her soul. Her eyes always tell me so much; they are a window. Her eyes sparkle. It’s like watching the first snowflake spiral down and land on the soft blade of grass; magical.
When I look into your eyes
It’s like the watching night sky
Or a beautiful sunrise
Well there’s so much they hold
And just like them old stars
I see that you’ve come so far
To be right where you are
How old is your soul?
In this calming silence I can’t help but think about how far we have come, both individually and together. We have had to endure some raging storms but against all odds we always seem to make it to the other side; stronger. I am so proud of the woman that lies beside me. So proud of the woman she has become. So proud to call her mine. She is the strongest and most courageous person I have ever met. If anyone had an excuse for life to pull her down, it was her. Yes, for a while it did. I let out a sigh, remembering those dark times. I re-focus and look up at the beautiful stars once more and feel all the darkness sweep away. I feel her hand squeeze mine lightly. It is our love that has got us through. Before I met her I was lost. I didn’t know who I was, but I was searching. At the time I didn’t know what or who I was searching for and God did it take some years but having her in my life, has made me the man I am today. She brings out the best in me, and I in her. She makes me whole and complete. She is the harmony to my melody. The beat to my heart. Without her I am nothing. It is our love that brought us through the dark rough skies into the blue skies. It is our love that has healed our broken hearts. It is our love that has leaves us with hope. It is our love that has prevented us from giving up.
Well I won’t give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
I’m giving you all my love
I’m still looking up
I think back to the day I found out she was going into rehab. That day I lost a piece of me. A piece of my heart was missing and it broke me into a million pieces. It hurt me so much to know I couldn’t help her, that my love and pleas were not enough. That although I had been her rock through so many of those horrible nights, she needed more. She needed help and I wasn’t it. I had tried. God had I tried.
