Author: Ryuko Ishida PM
He looked at her – the girl he thought he had loved, had lost, and then regained, only to realize that she was not the one at all. Short drabble. Glen/MarketaRated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Angst - Words: 338 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 2 - Published: 08-16-09 - Status: Complete - id: 5306448
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Written by Ryuko Ishida
Summary: He looked at her – the girl he thought he had loved, had lost, and then regained, only to realize that she was not the one at all. Short drabble. Glen/Marketa (or Guy/Girl, since the film didn't give their characters any names)
A/N: I still find it strange (but cool) that Glen and Marketa's characters in the film didn't have actual names. On imdb, they're merely referred to as 'Guy' and 'Girl'. It's quite amusing. Anyway, I just watched this movie a few days ago, and I fell in love with it! So I decided to look up some fanfictions, but unfortunately found none. So here I am, contributing some. Hopefully, they're not too shabby.
He looked into her eyes – the girlfriend he remembered singing so bitterly about just a few months ago to a total stranger – and that familiar shade of chocolate brown reminded him of someone else. But her eyes (he let a small smile unconsciously tucked the corner of his lips as slivers of memories drifted past his mind) had a spark of amber whenever she let her fingers dance across the keyboard freely. He realized (perhaps too late) that he was the happiest, most carefree, when he was with her; it didn't matter whether it was making music lazily in his bedroom, or looking out at the grey waves crashing against the rocky cliffs with harmonious silence. It was her all along.
He looked at her – the girl he thought he had loved, had lost, and then regained, only to realize that she was not the one at all.
He wondered what she was doing now, if her husband had returned to take care of her and Ivancha, if she still played a random piano at the music store where they first sang together, if she still thought about him, read the letters he had sent but never been replied to, listened to the CD…
He had to wonder.