A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first songfic, I hope you like it. It's S/V, from Syd's POV, after she wakes up in Hong Kong (end of season 2). The song is "Goodbye Love" from the movie/musical Rent. Given the rating because of slight language Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Alias or any of the characters from it. I also don't own Rent. I wish I owned them, but sadly, I don't. :(
It's true you sold your guitar and bought a car?
It's true - I'm leaving now for Santa Fe, It's true you're with this yuppie scum?
You said you'd never speak to him again
What happened? Why can't I remember anything? I was in my house, almost unconscious, on the floor. Now I wake up in this strange place, and he's here. He tells me he's moved on- gotten a new job, a wife. How could he do this to me?
She'd never admit I existed
He was the same way - he was always "run away - hit the road don't commit" you're full of shit
Had he given up on me? Had he just ignored the possibility that I was still alive and just started a new life? He just assumed I would never come back, and replaced me? I still love him. Why doesn't he feel the same?
She's in denial
He's in denial
What, does he think I'm a ghost? That I couldn't possibly be alive? Why is he looking at me like that? I'm really here. At least, I think I'm really here.
I'd be happy to die for a taste of what Angel had
someone to live for- unafraid to say I love you
I had that life. We loved each other, had a life together. But what do I have now? A bunch of empty promises?
I can't believe he's gone
I can't believe your going
I can't believe this family must die
Losing Danny was hard on me, but them I met him, and life seemed to be getting better. Now, he's with someone new. What's going to happen to me? To us?
I can't believe this is goodbye
I can't believe that he didn't wait for me. I would have waited for him.
How could you let her go?
You just don't know...
Why didn't he look for me? If our places were reversed, I would have looked for him. I would never have stopped looking for him. I would have searched every inch of the earth. I would have the whole CIA looking for him. Searching until he was found.
Who are you to tell me what I know? What to do?
A friend.
I can't even be near him anymore. I can't believe what he's done to me. And telling me I've been missing for two whole years? That can't be possible. It was just yesterday, or a few days ago, I was there - I think…
"Mark has got his work" they say "Mark lives for his work" and "Mark's in love with his work" - Mark hides in his work.
From what?
Sure, in the past I've hidden my emotions by focusing on my job. But now how can I return to the agency after all this knowing everything about it reminds me of him?
I just came to say
Goodbye love, goodbye love
Came to say goodbye love, goodbye
Why is he here? Why didn't they send someone else? Dixon, my father. Why him?
Please don't touch me understand
I'm scared, I need to go away
I need to get out of this place. Away from him, away from this. I need time to think. About what he said. About what happened. About what I'm going to do now that my life has been destroyed.
Goodbye love, Goodbye love, Goodbye love