You Made A Sacrifice. And Heaven Rewarded

The More Things Change, The More They Stay Different.

When Their Lips Met, And Their Tongues Touched, It Was Like They Were Kissing In A Hundred Different Places, And Her Senses Were Flooded With New Sensations And Old Memoires. He Kissed Her, And Their Souls Melted Into Each Other In A Melody Older Than Time.

Love. It's So Close To Hate, It's Almost Indistinguishable. But This Is How It Was For The Two Of Them. Love And Hate. Life And Death. Joy And Anguish.

I Still Love You. I Will Always Love You, And That Is All That Matters. I Will Forgive You Anything, And I Will Forgive You This.

Even If They End Up Together, Which I Highly Doubt, Given The Strength Of That Particular Bond-...-but Even If Schuyler Still Loves Him, Or Thinks She Does, It Doesn't Matter. Because Jack Is Going To Leave Her One Day. I Know He Will. He's Too Much For Schuyler. They're Wrong For Each Other. Anyone Can See That. And When He Leaves Her, I'll Be There. However Long It Takes, I'll Still Be There For Her. Waiting.