| When The Stars Go Blue Dancin' where the stars go blue Dancin' where the evening fell Dancin' in your wooden shoes In a wedding gown Dancin' out on 7th street Dancin' through the underground Dancin' little marionette Are you happy now? Where do you go when you're lonely Where do you go when you're blue Where do you go when you're lonely I'll follow you When the stars go blue Laughing with your pretty mouth Laughing with your broken eyes Laughing with your lover's tongue In a lullaby Where do you go when you're lonely Where do you go when you're blue Where do you go when you're lonely I'll follow you When the stars go blue The stars go blue, stars go blue --Ryan Adams ********** �You know, if you sit out here for too long, you�re bound to freeze.� Pacey says as he looks down at me. �I like sitting here at the end of the dock.� I say as I pat the space next to me, signaling him to sit down. �No matter how cold.� �Come on Potter, you hate the cold.� He looks over at me as he slings his arm around my shoulders. �Only when I don�t have things to think about.� I say as I shiver. Whether it�s from the cold or his touch, I�ll never know. �What are you thinking about Potter?� He sighs. �You can tell Dr. Witter.� I nudge him as he says that. �Nothing. Everything.� I shrug as I say this. �What�s up Joey?� He lets out a breath. �I don�t know really. I mean, so much has happened this past year.� I look up at him. �I finally let go of Dawson.� I smile as I say this, realizing that I�m finally completely moving on. �I had two almost relationships and one pretty fun relationship with Charlie-� �Two almost?� He looks at me with disbelief and I smack for good measure. �Ha ha Pace.� I grin at him, �I do have the capability to move beyond our little circle of friends.� �But weren�t they the almost, because Charlie was in our little circle of friends in an unwanted way.� �I thought you got over that thing against Charlie?� �I did, but it doesn�t mean I have to like the guy.� �You are incorrigible Pacey.� I shake my head as I look up towards the sky. �But that�s why you love me.� He squeezes me close as he looks in the direction I�m looking. �Yeah, but it�s one of you not so good qualities.� I lean against his shoulder and I just breathe. �True, but without it, I wouldn�t be Pacey.� I stare up at him as he rolls his shoulder. �Yes, but you can still be Pacey and not harbor any ill will towards Charlie.� �You really liked that guy didn�t you?� �Like you said once before, I am Josephine Potter, and I only kiss who I think are worth kissing.� He looks at me strangely, �Or something like that.� I smile and he remembers that talk we once had. �That you are, and that you do Miss Potter.� He smiles that goofy smile he has. �I mean, you did kiss me.� �That�s right,� I say after a pause, �I did kiss you once upon a time didn�t I.� �Well, actually, I kissed you.� He smiles and his eyes lit up at the memory by the roadside. �Does really matter, I kissed you back didn�t I?� �You�re right, you did, but it doesn�t really matter does it?� �You brought it up Pace.� �Oh bite me.� �Stealing lines Pacey?� �Oh, I seem to recall-� I silence him by placing my finger over his lips. �Besides, I already did.� I smile as I keep my finger on his lips, signifying him to stay quiet. We just sit there in silence. The wind lightly blowing, making it fairly cold for a summer night in Capeside. �Beautiful isn�t it?� I whisper to him. �What?� �The sky.� I point up at no particular spot. �See the stars? I�ve never seen them so blue before.� �Maybe you�re just not used to the Capeside sky after being in Boston for so long.� He looks down towards me. �They�ve always been this blue before.� �Maybe the stars only go blue when you�re with me.� I stare up into his eyes, seeing all the emotion surface in them. �Perhaps Potter, because I only saw red when I was sailing last summer.� �Or maybe it�s this dock.� I say as I pat the boards. �Because when we were out on true love, they were all yellow.� �Kind of like that song, huh Potter?� He smiles down at me. �Possibly.� I softly smile. �Hey Pace?� �Yeah?� �Ever wonder why we always end up at this dock?� I question him as I look back up at the sky. �Because it seems that we always end up back here.� �Maybe it�s fate Potter.� He says as he too looks back up the sky. �I thought you didn�t believe in fate Pacey.� I look back towards him as he looks at me. �Only with you, Potter, do I believe in fate.� We both look back up at the sky watching the blue stars. You never see this sky in Boston, or anywhere else for that matter. It�s going to be an interesting summer, and I�m looking forward to it. |
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