you’d do anything for her. the whole world knew that.
but you’d do anything for him, too. the whole world will know that in time.
they’ll know in 1943.
“the name sounds familiar,” your heart stops, but your lungs do twice the work. he can’t be dead, you think to yourself. you’d know it if he were dead. you’d know, because your heart would turn to stone. you’d know, because the world would become monochrome. you’d know, because you’d be dead, too.
you’d do anything to save him. you’d jump out of a plane for him, you’d kill for him, you’d jump through fire for him. so that’s exactly what you do. (you aren’t sure if you really got there in time. his mouth says you did, but his eyes tell another story.)
they’ll know in 1945.
“he’s gone, cap,” but you know in your heart that it isn’t true. “you were there. you saw,” but he’s not dead. he can’t be dead. the world is still full of color, your heart is still pumping, and, worst of all, you’re still alive. still breathing perfectly fine through lungs that don’t deserve to work as well as they do. maybe you were wrong. maybe the world wouldn’t change a bit when he was gone, and somehow that’s so much worse.
you don’t want to live in a world full of color if he’s not in it.
you’d do anything to see him again. as you get closer and closer to the water, closer and closer to him, you realize that there’s one thing that you can’t do for her that you can for him, and that’s to live. you can’t live for her like you did for him. you can’t live for anyone like you did for him.
they’ll know in 2014.
“even when I had nothing, I had Bucky.” you could have saved him. he was still alive and you gave up on him; you let him go. you can’t do that again, won’t do it again, even if no one else understands.
you’d do anything to get him to remember. “your name is James Buchanan Barnes.” you’d kill for him. “you’re my friend. I’m not gonna fight you.” you’d live for him. “you’re my mission,” he replies. you’d die for him, if that’s what it took.
the shield falls into the Potomac, and you follow.
they’ll know in 2016.
you’d tear apart the whole damn world for him, if that’s what it took. you wouldn’t let anyone take him away from you. not again.