if you think of me; if you miss me, once in awhile

[eggybread.livejournal.com]

title: Smiling Lies Miles Away
involves: Marc-Andre Fleury/Ty Conklin
rating: PG-13 for language
disclaimer: Any resemblance to real life is, as always, purely, and sadly, coincidental.
notes: Arrrgh. Short, sappy, simile'd, shameless, and sucks but is now illustrated so I'm pleading self-defense. Enjoy. (Icon is the work of the even lovelier nofaves. Je t'embrasse!)
summary: MAF's not smiling atm. Stupid Detroit.



Like the glow of the moon.....but, no.

Warmer, closer, more personal. Like a lantern. If you put it in a lighthouse, you can see it even if there's a cold stretch of water in between and nowhere close to land. A lantern at the edge of the path, it tells me don't worry -- I'm moving in the right direction, I won't get lost. If you're camping way off the usual path it could be the only light... The best kind, of course, is the one lit by striking a match. The one where you play with the flame and feel the heat of it. But when you have one candle, that light is the most beautiful thing you can see, and anything illuminated by it looks new, and different, and special. And in a very dark room you will stare, and be transfixed, and unable to look away from the only thing in your eyes.


Ty.

Il y a une lumière proche de mon lit et je n'vois que toi.
Come back and smile at me so I can stop making fucking stupid comparisons to it en tabarnak.

I want you with me when the lights go out.

Partout où que je suis... je t'y veux.

Wherever I am, I want you there.



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okay, further notes!:
Il y a une....("There's a light near my bed and all I see is you.")

The other bit of French is even worse, grammatically speaking, but done as such for obvious reasons. ;P

This was written mostly due to writer's block and Ty being a jerk and smiling like this

for everybody who managed to get to a bunch of recent events in Detroit, and with a little assistance from Tracy Chapman's "The Promise" (sap warning).

Theoretically this could be taken as a companion piece to "Sunday Night And It's Half-Past Eleven", but I was less ashamed of posting that than this...but he MADE me do it. XD

Comments

[officerjudy.livejournal.com]

This does not suck. It is really beautiful. :)

[eggybread.livejournal.com]

Wow, you're faster than my Gmail. :) Thanks. Maybe other people can enjoy it more than I can.

[suicidal-knife.livejournal.com]

That was cute =)

[eggybread.livejournal.com]

Well, it wasn't written in a 'cute' mood, but I'm glad you liked it. Thanks.

[suicidal-knife.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, I took it that way, it is good, though!

[eggybread.livejournal.com]

I'll forgive you. :) no worries, I get "cute" quite a bit. It *is* kinda inherent in these two. :P

[suicidal-knife.livejournal.com]

Touche! Especially Ty (:

[nofaves.livejournal.com]

Cette histoire, c'est touchante. Comme Fleur veut toucher Ty.

Mais Fleur sans un sourire ? Je n'aime pas l'imaginer.

[eggybread.livejournal.com]

Il desire voir Ty! Personne n'a dit quelque'chose de lui toucher! ...sauf...Ty.
*smirk....yeah right*

Um. *points to your icon* C'est pas necessaire d'imaginer....! I said *atm!!*

c'est pas un 'Fleur' aussi...."Fleury" = "It's a verb, not a noun." ;P

[jess-the1.livejournal.com]

That did not suck. That was wounderful.

[eggybread.livejournal.com]

We can all agree to disagree. :) My ego says thanks.
Seriously, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[guitargirl39.livejournal.com]

ohhh <3 You writing these two never sucks.

[eggybread.livejournal.com]

Thank you...I try. ^_^
Like I said, 'Not fair for him to look like that!!'="I have a built-in excuse!!" XD