Title: Changing
Category: Angst
Rating: G
Spoilers: New Moon Rising
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never were.
Life sucks.
It's the life-philosophy that's proven itself over and over the past two years. Hard to believe that it's been two years. Feels more like two decades since the girl I love ripped my heart out, dropped it in a jar filled with formaldehyde, and handed it to me. Without the benefit of anesthesia, I might add.
I feel like a country song, except I got to keep my dog. She didn't really want him, but he really liked her. And now I'm a candidate for Springer. A werewolf still in love with my lesbian ex-girlfriend. Karmically speaking, I'm not sure how this happened.
I still love Willow. That's what makes this so hard. It would be so much easier to move on with my life if I could hate her for what she's done, but I can't. Loving her, being with her, changed my life forever. Before I met her, I was a short red-headed guitar layer with no ambitions outside of music. Now I'm a short, bald guitar player with no ambitions and no life. Note to self, shaving hair off because it reminds you of Willow was a bad idea. Not only is my head fairly ugly, but now it's cold as well.
I can make it through this. One day at a time. One step in front of another. After all, I've got a date in Istanbul in 50 years.