I dont own Alice in wonderland , If i did there would have been make out scenes here and there lol.

Songfic: Please Dont tell her by Jason Mraz

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HATTER POV

I hear she's kicking ass across the board and rock two hundred thousand higher scorer
Just in time to save the world of being taken over
She's a warrior
I couldn't play again because the game it never ended it never even landed on the can
And never let me in to spend my quarter
There's no love for me no more

She was a warrior, although I was the only one who believed it in the beginning. She didn't quite believe it herself but I knew. She couldn't possibly be the wrong one. My mind suddenly slips to a time when she and I stood silently at a balcony, she had just given me a small smile, and mine had just faded. I was afraid of the thought that I might not be real; just a figment of her imagination. I wished to tell her I was real, and my feelings were as well, but she never let me, just gave me a smile.

Say it isn't so
How she easily come, and she easy go
Please don't tell her that I've been meaning to miss her
Because I don't

"I will miss you when I wake up"

I don't want to miss her too much. It will make me even more mad.

She was the girl with the broadest shoulders
But she would die before I crawled over them
She is taller than I am
She knew I wouldn't mind the view there
Or the altitude with a mouth full of air
She let me down the doubt came out until the now became later

I recall walking down the forest, her on my hat. Although she was not bigger than Mally. I was a giant to her, yet she was never afraid. She sat on my shoulder and I told her about how The Red Queen came to rule… and of my clan. I told her she had lost her muchness, but I didn't believe it. She was still the Alice I know would save Underland, even though no one believed it but me, I am mad afterall.

Oh how I wish I could tell her how much I believed in her then. And how much I believed she would return.

Say that it isn't so
How she easily come, how she easy go
Please don't tell her that
'Cause she don't really need to know

Oh how I wanther to know. But she needed answers, ones we… I, cannot provide. So I don't want her to know how much crazier I've become since she left, because I don't want her to not get her answers. I don't want her to come back to me and regret…

She doesn't need to know how much I need her.

That I'm crazy like the rest of us
And I'm crazier when I'm next to her

The days seem longer, but time seems to stand still. The tea parties have become less frequent and I find myself alone. I have always been mad… but when she isn't around madness seemed to hurt.

So I push her out of my mind and try to forget, and although my heart still waits for her return, my mind tries to keep her out. Slowly, I find myself enjoying tea parties again, and small walks in the garden. Time is still slow and days are long, so while the sky is bright I keep a smile on my face and go about my day. But once the night comes, I cannot help but hurt, for my smile fades and my heart aches for her. I hurt until sleep finally comes. In the day I will once again deny my hurt and my lips will smile, but my eyes never will.

So why after the all of everything that came and went

I care enough to still be singing of the bitter end and broken eras

I told you I don't but
I am only trying to be the best with my intent to cure
The rest is sure to lay me ease the plural hurts of the words of reverse psychology
That's easier said
Easier than done
Please don't dare tell her what I've become
Please don't mention all the attention I have drawn
Please don't bother cause she'll feel guilty when I'm gone

By day my smile gets harder and harder to produce and I'm afraid Im going crazier by the minute. I try to tell myself I'm fine… I'm happy but I don't seem to believe it anymore. At night my heart longs for her return, but the longer I'm alone the more I think she has forgotten. All this denial has changed me. If she were to show up at my door tonight I doubt she would recognize me at all. But that's only wishful thinking, for she wouldn't return tonight. Would she ever return to me at all?

Because I'm crazy like the rest of us
But I'm crazier when I'm next to her
And it's amazing how she's so self-assured
But I know she'd hate me if she knew my words

Oh but I do hurt. More than ever.

No I'm not, not hurting, not alone. Not in love. The more I say it to myself, the more I might believe it. I am mad.

It is already dark. The night has come upon Underland, and I am once again alone at the head of the table. Alone. I hurt so much, and my heart aches. I don't know exactly how long since she has been gone for time seems to come when it pleases. Although I cant count the days (or weeks, or months) I still know its been long since I last saw her. The Alice… My Alice. I sigh, because it hurts to say her name. I have avoided saying her beautiful name since she left me. I feel my chest tighten as I try to stifle the pain coming from my heart. I sigh again as I let images of her run through my mind. The night is a time when I don't have to pretend, when I don't have to deny. For when sleep finally comes, I can be with her and I won't feel pain.