The things in regular italics are supposed to be strikethrough, and the thing in bold italics is what Kaitlyn writes and leaves on the page.

I don't own "Somebody's Me" by Enrique Iglesias.


Kevin –

Come to the park tonight. I know you're in town, so please be there.

When you get this note, call me. 1-838-235-4681

Meet me at the park. Please.

Kaitlyn


Kaitlyn had seen him, walking down the street to his house. She wondered how she still recognized him, even after three years had passed since high school ended. She wondered why she cared if he was there. She wondered why she still felt the same way she had in high school.

She left the note on his doorstep, several crossing-outs on the scrap. She waited across the street on a park bench, in plain view from the window of his house.

The door opened slightly and Kevin stepped out into the cool air to pick up the note. He glanced over it and looked around, but he didn't see anyone. He stepped back inside the house for a moment, then came out with a leather jacket over his shoulders. He started heading for the park across the street, and Kaitlyn stood up, walking slowly into the crowd of people.

She glanced back to see him pick up his pace. So he had seen her.

Suddenly he was behind her, stopping her and sitting her down on a bench next to him forcefully. He looked her over.

You, do you remember me

Like I remember you?

"Why did you want to see me?" Kevin demanded, but not harshly. Just curiously.

"I…" Kaitlyn paused. "I don't know. I guess I just…wanted to see how you were doing. I missed you."

"Kaitlyn, high school's over. It's been over. I have another girlfriend. I'm sorry…but it has to be this way. We didn't work out the first time. You should move on, find a man who's good for you."

"I've been holding out for one guy. I think about him every day, and he never calls, even if I ask him to." Kevin sighed.

"I can't. I'm sorry."

Do you spend your life

Going back in your mind to that time?

Kaitlyn watched Kevin walk back out of the park. She sat there for a moment, remembering Kevin's love, then stood and walked down an empty street as it started to rain lightly.

Because I, I walk the streets alone,

I hate being on my own.

She was still in love, she knew that. She knew that Kevin didn't love her anymore though. She knew everyone around her could see she was lovesick, even Kevin, but he was with Jazmin, and he couldn't have helped if he wanted to.

And everyone can see that I really fell,

And I'm going through hell,

Thinking about you with somebody else.

Kaitlyn wrote in the journal her mother had given her when she graduated high school. It was three-years-full of thoughts, memories, and poetry. And it was all centered around Kevin.

Somebody wants you,

Somebody needs you,

Somebody dreams about you every single night.

Somebody can't breathe,

Without you it's lonely,

Somebody hopes that one day you will see

That somebody's me.

Kaitlyn walked down his street the next day, passing his house and thinking about what they had, what they didn't have any more, and what was still there.

How, how could we go wrong?

It was so good and now it's gone.

And I pray at night that our paths soon will cross,

And what we had isn't lost,

'Cause you're always right here in my thoughts.

Kevin saw her walking down the street by his window. She looked lost in thought. Slowly, Kevin stood and opened the door.

"Hey," he said softly, but Kaitlyn still heard. They were still that in tune to each other.

"Yeah?"

"Come in." Kaitlyn turned and walked up the driveway slowly.

"What about Jazmin?"

"I…told her something, and she broke up with me."

"I'm sorry. What did you tell her?"

"That's not really important right now."

"Then what is?"

"The fact that you're here looking for me after three years. The fact that you called me countless times, and the fact that I think you still love me."

Kaitlyn watched his face for a moment. He wasn't angry, but he was stressed.

"Okay. Well, I've wanted to tell you something. Something…that I'm not sure how to say."

"Just say it."

"Somebody wants you, Somebody needs you, Somebody dreams about you every single night. Somebody can't breathe, Without you it's lonely, Somebody hopes that one day you will see That somebody's me."

Kevin looked at Kaitlyn for a moment after she spoke, then he turned away, trying to blink back tears.

"I'm sorry…I should go."

You'll always be in my life,

Even if I'm not in your life,

Because you're in my memory.

You, will you remember me?

And before you set me free,

Oh listen please,

"Kaitlyn! Wait," Kevin grabbed her arm and pulled her to face him. She looked at him, stray tears forming in her eyes.

"What I told Jazmin was…was something about you."

"What did you tell her?"

Kevin sighed. "I told her one thing that I've never told anyone else." Kaitlyn looked at him curiously.

"Somebody wants you, Somebody needs you, Somebody dreams about you every single night. Somebody can't breathe, Without you it's lonely, Somebody hopes that one day you will see That somebody's me."

Kaitlyn's eyes locked with Kevin's, and suddenly Kevin's lips were pressed against her own, devouring and owning.

"You told her you still loved me." Kevin nodded in response to Kaitlyn's whispered words. Kevin leaned down and kissed Kaitlyn roughly. Kaitlyn melted into Kevin's arms and pressed into him with force, kissing back with the same power and desire, When the need for air became too great, they pulled away mere inches from each other's face and breathed heavily.

"I still love you too."

Somebody's me.