Fic: What might have been
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Title: What Might Have Been
Author:
cedarrapidsgirl
Pairing: BJ/Hawkeye, or Hawkeye/Trapper, it's vague.
Warnings: just male/male slash, implied for now.
Spoilers: Nah.
Word Count: ~550
Summary: We'll never know..
Notes:See story.
Rating: 13+, I guess. It's not that bad.
Crossposted to
bjhawkeye and my journal.
A/N:I'm new to the MASH LJ comms, but I've been stuck in a certain fandom, and am making my way out to the big old world. I have some stories on fanfiction.net, I'll post them here eventually. So, hi! *waves* The song in italics is What might have been by Little Texas. I waffled on what pairing to make this, and left it vague on purpose, for the most part. A quick piece of work. Please R & R!
Sure I think about you now and then
but it's been a long, long time
That’s a lie. I think about you all the time. Every night, while I’m trying, pretending to sleep.
I've got a good life now, I've moved on
I’m an accomplished doctor. I’ve had a successful career, and I have a great family. It looks like life has been good.
So when you cross my mind
Only every other second, it seems sometimes.
I try not to think about what might have been
'cause that was then and we have taken different roads
Now that’s a truth. I’m here, stuck in my “perfect” world, and you are...wherever you are. I don’t even know where you are.
We can't go back again there's no use giving in
The only way we could be together is to be in Korea. Even if we went there now, it wouldn’t be the same. Too much has changed.
And there's no way to know
What might have been
We could sit and talk about this all night long
And wonder why we didn't last
I remember when we got together in the states, after the war was over. It was too awkward. We both had our separate lives, and while the attraction was still there, it was different somehow.
Yes, they might be the best days we will ever know
But we'll have to leave them in the past.
They were the best days. Meeting in tents, supply rooms, Tokyo, Seoul, discreetly, not-so-discreetly, nothing but unbridled passion, two people meeting, becoming one. But now it’s over, and we can never get that back.
I try not to think about what might have been
'cause that was then and we have taken different roads
We can't go back again there's no use giving in
And there's no way to know
What might have been
That same old look in your eyes
So many colors of eyes-ice blue, deep blue, hazel-and the look is the same. Longing, passion, commitment, and maybe-love?
it's a beautiful night
I'm so tempted to stay
Could it be like it was before? We can do it. It’ll be just like old times. Nothing has changed, has it?
But too much time has gone by
We should just say good-bye
and turn and walk away
We pull away from each other, lovers once again. But never again. It’s too intense, risky, forbidden, perfect.
I try not to think about what might have been
'cause that was then and we have taken different roads
We can't go back again there's no use giving in
And there's no way to know
What might have been
No, we'll never know
what might have been
Author:
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Pairing: BJ/Hawkeye, or Hawkeye/Trapper, it's vague.
Warnings: just male/male slash, implied for now.
Spoilers: Nah.
Word Count: ~550
Summary: We'll never know..
Notes:See story.
Rating: 13+, I guess. It's not that bad.
Crossposted to
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
A/N:I'm new to the MASH LJ comms, but I've been stuck in a certain fandom, and am making my way out to the big old world. I have some stories on fanfiction.net, I'll post them here eventually. So, hi! *waves* The song in italics is What might have been by Little Texas. I waffled on what pairing to make this, and left it vague on purpose, for the most part. A quick piece of work. Please R & R!
Sure I think about you now and then
but it's been a long, long time
That’s a lie. I think about you all the time. Every night, while I’m trying, pretending to sleep.
I've got a good life now, I've moved on
I’m an accomplished doctor. I’ve had a successful career, and I have a great family. It looks like life has been good.
So when you cross my mind
Only every other second, it seems sometimes.
I try not to think about what might have been
'cause that was then and we have taken different roads
Now that’s a truth. I’m here, stuck in my “perfect” world, and you are...wherever you are. I don’t even know where you are.
We can't go back again there's no use giving in
The only way we could be together is to be in Korea. Even if we went there now, it wouldn’t be the same. Too much has changed.
And there's no way to know
What might have been
We could sit and talk about this all night long
And wonder why we didn't last
I remember when we got together in the states, after the war was over. It was too awkward. We both had our separate lives, and while the attraction was still there, it was different somehow.
Yes, they might be the best days we will ever know
But we'll have to leave them in the past.
They were the best days. Meeting in tents, supply rooms, Tokyo, Seoul, discreetly, not-so-discreetly, nothing but unbridled passion, two people meeting, becoming one. But now it’s over, and we can never get that back.
I try not to think about what might have been
'cause that was then and we have taken different roads
We can't go back again there's no use giving in
And there's no way to know
What might have been
That same old look in your eyes
So many colors of eyes-ice blue, deep blue, hazel-and the look is the same. Longing, passion, commitment, and maybe-love?
it's a beautiful night
I'm so tempted to stay
Could it be like it was before? We can do it. It’ll be just like old times. Nothing has changed, has it?
But too much time has gone by
We should just say good-bye
and turn and walk away
We pull away from each other, lovers once again. But never again. It’s too intense, risky, forbidden, perfect.
I try not to think about what might have been
'cause that was then and we have taken different roads
We can't go back again there's no use giving in
And there's no way to know
What might have been
No, we'll never know
what might have been