Song | A Thousand Years by Christina PerrI.

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"I have died every day waiting for you.
Darling, don't be afraid.
I have loved you for a thousand years.
I'll love you for a thousand more.

And all along I believed I would find you.
Time has brought your heart to me.
I have loved you for a thousand years.
I'll love you for a thousand more."

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Falling in love with you was Steve's greatest victory, and at the same time, his greatest mistake.

You were just a nurse for the 107th. You were nothing more than someone who took care of the wounded men, and that meant him and the Howling Commandos at least once a day. The two of you became friends, at first, and then something more...

All the great writers of old wrote about this love. Before Steve, you weren't sure you were even alive, but when you met, it seemed like you had known each other for a thousand years. Steve and you were a love story that would stand the time's test. You'd be together forever, have kids, get married, live until you're old and grey.

That's what was planned, but life seldom goes as planned.

"Steve," you cried, talking to him over the radio as he told you he has to put the plane into the water. "Don't do this. Please, don't. I can't..."

"You can," he said, his voice strong despite his fear. "You can, [Y/n]. You're the strongest woman I know. Promise me you'll find a guy who will treat you like you deserve."

It took you a moment to answer through your tears. "I promise."

"Good. I'd hate the guy to have to be compared to Captain America."

You laughed, wiping your eyes. "You know, you did promise me a trip to Coney Island."

"Alright. Let's go this weekend. Just you and me. We'll ride the Cyclone, we'll get cotton candy and enough chilli dogs to make ourselves sick. How's that?"

You smiled sadly at the thought. "I love you, Steve."

"I love-" And then the transmission ended.

"Steve? Steve!" You tried getting another signal on the radio, grasping for one, last shred of hope. "Steve!"