Disclaimer- I totally do not own any of the characters of Smallville (though I wish I owned Lex!), they belong to a lot of people with more money than me. I am not making any money off using them in this story, so please don't sue me.
Author's Notes- Okay, the characters up this story are up to the reader. I purposely didn't name any names (or sexes), so that everything is up to you as you read it. I would be interested to know who you thought it was, just for curiosity sake and if you'd like, e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org and I'll tell you who I had in mind, but it really is up to you. Well, that's all thanks and enjoy.
Archives- Wherever, just tell me first.
I love you.
Three simple words. Yet so powerful.
I would give anything to be able to say them to you. To tell you truth. That I love you. That I have always loved you.
Yet, I can't.
I know you don't feel the same. That you never will.
I know that your heart's already taken.
I know more than you think. I know enough to know that I'll never have a chance.
I know enough to know that your heart's already divided. That you love them both.
I see it in your eyes when you look at them. I also see that you don't even realize it yet. That you love them both.
I know they don't see it either.
Your love for one is obvious, everyone knows it.
But your love for the other...
Well, only I see it. And only then because I know you better than everyone else.
I know that your more than you pretend to be. That you conform to fit the role everyone expects you to fill, but that you can achieve so much more.
And I know that of the two people you love, only one of them sees it. Only one of them sees your true potential.
Maybe that's why they're the one I view as more of a threat.
The other... Not as much. It's strange really.
They're the one who I should feel threatened by. After all, they're the one who everyone knows you adore. The one who's by your side. The one who receives your brightest smiles and who you kiss when you see them in the halls.
Yet, I know that that's not the real threat.
See, because they're the one whose safe. It's a picture perfect fairy tale. You are in love, I know that, but I know that it's not all-consuming, never ending passion.
I know that with the other person it could be.
That someday, it will be.
And that breaks my heart.
I want it to be me, yet I know it never will be.
I never cause your eyes to sparkle like either one of them does.
You love them. You don't love me. You never will.
It's as simple as that. Yet it's complicated.
As complicated as those three words.
I love you.
The three words that I'll never say to you, even though I'll always feel them.
But I won't say them out loud, because it's too complicated.