All my thanks are to you lovely people, who have relentlessly read this book, no matter how it breaks your hearts.

Just like love. You'll go over it again and again, no matter how you know that it will just break your heart.

Does he watch your favorite movies?
Does he hold you when you cry?
Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts when you've seen it a million times?
Does he sing to all your music while you dance to "Purple Rain? "

Does he do all these things, like I used to?

The End

Five Years Later

Jack

I have thought about her constantly. After all of these years, her beautiful smile never waned in my memory and, her heartwarming laugh never ceased to play back in my head.

I loved her, and I admit, I still do. I badly wanted to see her again, not because I want to mend our relationship, but to see if she was finally happy.

Our connections were cut off when she broke it off with me. She resigned from DisneyDream, and moved somewhere else she knew where I would never find her. Believe me, I tried looking for her, but she made herself clear that she wanted to be completely gone from me. But in my head, she was still there. And her name is still imprinted in my heart.

I kicked myself multiple times for choosing Erin over her. I did love Erin, with all my heart, but it was never the same. Every time I would look at her dark eyes, I found myself wishing that I was flying high on her blue eyes. Every time I would wake up in the morning, I found myself wishing Erin was she. 

Another autumn breeze blew over the tall willow tree in the park I was sitting beneath. The fall-colored river overlooked the wide bridge that connected two different pieces of land together from the park. Five years ago, this was the place where my heart shattered into a million pieces, never to be placed back to normal. I visited this place every year, just hoping to see her once again. I don't need our relationship to be fixed, for all I want is to see how she has managed to live right after she left me here to pieces.

"Mommy, look!", a cute little boy with big blue eyes ran towards my side, and picked up a terracotta-colored maple leaf. I smiled and nodded at the young kid, and he had a wide-eyed grin that seemed so familiar.

A woman quickly followed after him and said, "That's lovely, Jack."

She turned her gaze to me, jaws dropping, tears falling.

"Elsa", I said that one name that I would never have forgotten.

Her dark eyebrows furrowed in worry, as she hastily wiped the single tear from her face, "Jack."

I heard that you've settled down
And you've found a guy
And you're married now

The little boy, her son, clung onto her saying, "Who is he, Mommy?"

"He's Mommy's old friend, darling.", she said with a smile that was wavering down as she said the word "friend". "Go play with Buster for a moment, honey.", she told him and pointed to a beagle from afar.

Once the little guy left, I felt the awkward space between us.

She seemed more mature now, with all her hair tied up in a high ponytail, dashing earrings dangling towards the half of her neck. She wore different kinds of clothes now, more reserved and regal that what I used to expect from her. She seemed like a type of girl who would sit down on an office chair all day, in contrast to the Elsa Coldstone I once knew-- twirling herself away on a revolving desk chair.

She broke the silence with a nervous laugh, "I never thought I'd ever catch you here someday, again."

"Me too.", I shyly replied. I motioned her to sit next to me on the bench, and but she didn't comply.

I looked over at the kid who was rolling down a pile of leaves with the dog, "He's quite handsome for a little boy named Jack."

Elsa giggled and said with a sigh, "He's everything to me."

I heard that your dreams came true

She finally sat down next to me, and told me about how her life was. She said that she left the animation business for good, and became an interior designer. Just like how she really wanted to be.

She lowered her head, "I married a friend, a customer of mine." Her eyes trailed a tall man who was walking with little Jack. "Actually, we used to be together long before I met you. We somehow worked it out, and he's one of the best things that's ever been mine."

I felt the sting of her statement at that final word-- mine.

I guess he gave you things I didn't give to you.

She turned her attention back to me, "What about you, Jack? What has your bright, silvery head been up to?"

I cleared my throat, and placed a smiling mask over my aching face, "Well, I animated three DisneyDream movies now. You're talking to a head producer here!"

"That's wonderful!", She clasped her hands together. "I guess we've finally found what we've been dreaming of."

I smiled and ducked my head, "Yeah."

You have found your dream-- to call someone yours.

But I don't think I'll ever find my dream,

For my dream is to call you mine.

"We're going now, Els.", her husband approached us. His auburn hair was swept up to one side of his face, and a pair of tinted eyeglasses framed his hazel eyes.

Elsa walked over to him, "Hans, this is Jack. He was an old officemate of mine back in DisneyDream."

"Jack, this is my husband, Hans.", she nodded her head towards me.

Hans held out his hand with a confident smile, "Nice to meet you."

"You too.", I say as I shook his hand.

"Daddy, let's gooo!", Little Jack tugged his dad's sleeve. Hans gave Elsa a look, and she turned to me.

"I guess we better get going now, Jack.", she said.

"Goodbye, Elsa.", I said as her family walked away from me.

She didn't look back. Her head was held high as she walked with her son, her husband holding her hand.

I didn't need an explanation on why she broke away.

She was happy, and that's all I need to know.

I wondered the endless possibilities that could happen if she was the one I have chosen. 

I would have been that man who waited for her at the end of the aisle. 

I would have been that man who lifted her veil.

I would have been that man who raised Little Jack with her.

I would have been that man who would be with her for the rest of her life.

Will he love you like I loved you?
Will he tell you everyday?
Will he make you feel like you're invincible, with every word he'll say?

Can you promise me if this was right,
Don't throw it all away.

Can you do all these things... will you do all these things...

Like we used to?

Elsa

I walked away just like I used to.

Without holding back, I never glanced his way.

I couldn't bear to see his broken, always-left face, ever again.

I just can't.

I felt like I was okay. I felt like I was already over those things. I love Hans, I love my family, but why is this all coming back to me?

He wasn't with Erin anymore. I knew that for a fact because she straightforwardly told me so. She told me that at the reception of our wedding... and I didn't feel a single regret of marrying Hans. Not one bit.

But once I saw him again, everything flashed back before my eyes, all in dreadful slow motion.

I still do love him, after all these years.

But what else can I do?

"Are you okay, Mommy?", Jack asked me, his blue eyes filled with worry.

I took off my little boy's cap, and ruffled through his silvery hair, "Mommy's alright, sweetheart."

"Okay, Mommy.", he replied. "You really seem to have missed your friend."

"Why do you think so, dear?", I ask him.

"You suddenly seemed happy when you saw him, and then you looked sad when you left."

"You're a pretty smart kid, just like your dad.", I say to him. "Don't worry, I see my friend everyday."

"Really? How?", he asks.

"I see him in you."

A/N: I'd like to thank the Academy for everything, and ALL OF YOU WHO HAVE STAYED AND ENDURED MY CHEESY NONSENSE IN THIS BOOK.

I think I'll be ending this right over here. No sequel needed.

AGAIN. I LOVE YOU ALL. THANK YOU FOR READING ANOTHER BOOK OF MINE, AND I FANGIRL MORE THAN ALL OF YOU WHEN YOU COMMENT OR MAIL ME ABOUT ANYTHING <3

Thanks for staying to read the Author's Notes, even though they're utterly uninteresting... 

Thanks for all who have commented, and to those I have not replied... I'M SORRY :< I would if you weren't all too many :<

We'll meet again in Royal Holiday and Dear Jack

xoxo,
Julienne