A friend of mine once told me that we never forget the people we’ve loved. Whether you’re the heartbroken or the heartbreaker, the cheated on or the cheater, if you really loved someone, you’ll never forget it. You’ll never be able to fully remove their fingerprint from your heart or the feel of them from your hands because you’d already allowed them to become that much a part of you. Their name will always cause a stir inside of you, and even if you reach a point where you can ignore it, that flutter will never go away.
I put my makeup on, I dried my hair, I stared into the mirror.
I thought about my person—the person my future is waiting to give me. I wondered how they would fit against my body, how their words would complement my voice, how their soul would intricately weave into mine. I looked at my reflection, all dim hope and the glint of sharp sadness in my eyes. I thought of the boy from my past. I remembered the way he looked at me, the way our thoughts followed the same winding paths. I realized no one else makes sense like he did. Like he still does.
I put my shoes on, I grabbed my keys. My future is seventy miles away and two years behind me, but I’ll pretend it isn’t.
i’m still so fucking haunted by him. is that supposed to mean something?
He gets called away to introduce the concert before they can really get in depth about SCPD suspects, and Felicity finds herself following him backstage, tagging along mostly out of impulse. She watches him give his little speech, swallowing down the proud lump in her throat that still forms when she watches Oliver do all the things he thought he never could.
It brings back a pang in her chest, just briefly, just for a second. Something that feels close to longing, but deeper, something she thought she had left behind, like her ring on the dining room table.
She’s so unsettled, that when Oliver walks offstage, and makes a beeline back to her, it’s like she can’t help herself.
At that moment, he realized seeing his two favorite people smile at the end of the day was his refuge. His safe haven. As long as he knew they were happy, he could endure the pain a little while longer.