Hope…All
I Ever Needed
Note: It’s another point of view on events from Coming Back to
Life. Pacey’s POV altering with Joey’s (in italics).
I don’t
know what I’m doing, standing here in front of her door. It’s
been a long time since I last saw her. As far as I know, she might even be
getting married next week, but I’m still here, holding
on to a hope. A hope on a promise made at an emotional time that kept me going
on.
I remember the last time we were
together, when she told me she didn’t feel it. I knew
she had lied, her lips were trembling, and she was avoiding my eyes. But what I saw in her eyes hurt me more than anything. She
was scared, afraid of me and all I represented. And back then I was wearing my big man Witter. Just to be
back at my usual loser Witter few weeks later. All I had done until that point
was to try to make myself someone worthy of her. ‘I don’t feel it’ killed that
part of me. The only thing that kept me going was hope.
I wish I knew what to say. A
simple ‘hey, Potter, sail away with me’ doesn’t seem
appropriate. ‘Jo, do you remember that hypothetically speaking thing about a
boat? Guess what? I have a boat’ doesn’t
sound good either.
That summer after I lost my job,
Joey went to
I
see him standing in front of my door, bouncing on his feet, in a deep
conversation with himself. My heart beats fast, coming back to life. Three long
years without seeing him, and he still has this effect on me. When I came back
from
“I
don’t know where to start here, Jo,” he mumbles, getting closer to me.
“The
beginning usually helps,” I say, stepping even closer, trying to hold back my
tears, because his eyes are telling me so many wonderful things, that I can
barely breathe.
“I,
hmmm, I have a boat,” he whispers, trying to read me. I jump into his arms,
thanking whatever forces gave him this never-ending ability to love me and
forgive me. Pacey kisses away my tears, we laugh and cry and kiss, making up
for all the time we lost. He pushes me apart for a moment, looking at me, as if
he was memorizing my traces all over again.
“Sail
away with me, honey,” he whispers in my ear.
“You
wouldn’t have to ask, Pace.”
I have her again in my arms,
smiling in a way that only she can, the way that warms my heart and makes my
knees weak. My hopes and dreams…All I ever needed.
Sail
Away - David Gray
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
Crazy skies all wild above me now
Winter howling at my face
And everything I held so dear
Disappeared without a trace
Oh all the times I've tasted love
Never knew quite what I had
Little Darling if you hear me now
Never needed you so bad
Spinning round inside my head
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
I've been talking drunken gibberish
Falling in and out of bars
Trying to find some explanation here
For the way some people are
How did it ever come so far
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now
Sail away with me honey
I put my heart in your hands
Sail away with me honey now, now, now
Sail away with me
What will be will be
I wanna hold you now