A/N: Okay so first, I've been thinking, and should I change An Album Of Our Own so that I base each chapter off of a song, rather than a chapter? Cause the chapters would be much shorter, but I'd most likely be able to update it more often. So basically, would you rather less frequent, longer chapters, or shorter, most frequent chapters? I'm gonna leave it up to you.

Tell me here!

And second, this is based off of Hold Back The River by James Bay (AMAZING song). I'll be changing some details about their lives in this, as well as switching the order of the lyrics, for in case anyone would like to know. Also, don't do what I did and listen to the song on repeat while reading like I did writing it... Just don't.

Here we go!

Tried to square not being there, but think that I should have been.  

 I tried to keep you close to me. 

I really did. I was so scared to lose you, let you slip away, so I tried my best to prevent it. But life decided to pull us apart anyway. It decided that despite how much we loved each other, needed each other, that we didn't deserve each other. So it pulled you to L.A, and it trapped me in New York. It gave us our dreams, but it didn't give us the very thing we both agreed we'd give up our dreams for. 

We rode our bikes into the sky, but now we call against the tide.

You know what I did a week after you left? I bought a Sphynx cat. I told you to take Wyatt with you, but I couldn't bear the loneliness I was trapped in now, and I missed the little devil, so I got the closest I could. Her name is Aphrodite Blue Grassi-Hoying. I still kept your surname too, I couldn't let myself not. Because it makes me hope that one day, it'll be accurate again. And I know that you kept my surname for him too, probably for the same reason. 

Lonely water, lonely water, won't you let us wander?

I miss you. 

Let us hold each other.

I miss your random conversations, so late at night saying early in the morning may be more accurate, when we're both a little weird and falling asleep on each other, waking up cuddled together the same way hours later. I miss the spontaneous singing that used to always fill the apartment, even late at night when I was asleep. I would never mind though, I could listen to you sing for days. I miss your quirky, yet beautiful personality, the one I fell in love with all those years ago, back when we were ten. I miss our old "dates", and how we could completely lose ourselves in each other for a few hours, no matter how worried or stressed we were about whatever life was throwing at us at that moment. 

Those distant days are flashing by.

Remember that day I saw you? I had to go to L.A. for something, I forgot what. When I went, I'd known there was the possibility of seeing you, but I never thought I actually would. I remember feeling such a mix of emotions when I saw you. Happy, sad, nervous, excited, hopeful yet hopeless all the same. We went to Starbucks and just talked. You ended up inviting me to stay at your place while I was there, and I agreed, even though we both knew I shouldn't have. Then I had to leave. 

Hold back the river, let me look in your eyes.

We both cried the same way we did when you left New York, and I still gave you the same meaningless promise that we'd be together again. We both knew that I was just trying to make our crying stop, yet we both held onto that promise anyway. And I'm glad we did. 

Hold back the river, so I can stop for a minute and see where you hide.

I'm glad we did as I smile at your sleeping figure as I stand in the doorway of your room, chuckling quietly as both Wyatt and Aphrodite walk past me to jump on your bed. Your room to the apartment that we just leased. Together.  So, as I think this, I remember thinking to myself that I needed to hold back the river in my eyes after you left. I remember seeing you in L.A. I remember crying tears of joy as you told me that your job relocated you back to New York. I remember holding onto you like my life depended on it as I picked you up from the airport. 

Hold back the river, so I can stop for a minute and be by your side.  

And I look back at you again, no longer needing to hold back the river in my eyes. Because it's dried up now. 

Lonely water, lonely water, won't you let us wander?

But that's a good thing.

Let us hold each other.

A/N: Should I take the lyrics out or no? Cause I'm not sure how I feel about adding them...