You Won't be Mine (Song Fic)

You Won't be Mine (Song Fic)

LMiC2001

PG-13

Spoilers through EOTW. 

Disclaimer:  Song is by Matchbox 20 from the album Mad Season.  Story is based on the characters of Melinda Metz as developed by Jason Katims.  I own nothing you'd want, so please don't sue.

you won't be mine 

Take your head around the world
See what you get
From your mind
Write your soul down word for word
See who's your friend
Who is kind
It's almost like a disease
I know soon you will be

Over the lies, you'll be strong
You'll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - Oh no
No you won't be mine

Take your straight line for a curve
Make it stretch, the same old line
Try to find if it was worth what you spent
Why you're guilty for the way
You're feeling now
It's almost like being free
And I know soon you will be

Chorus

Take yourself out to the curb
Sit and wait
A fool for life
It's almost like a disease
I know soon you will be

Chorus

Journal Entry- Liz Parker

Just when everything seems normal, something happens, again, to remind me that NOTHING is ever going to be normal again.

I could deal with this better if I hadn't  heard for myself that he would choose me over his destiny.  Not that I believe in psychics, but it felt right when she said it.  She got my hopes up.

Then of course, like everything since last September, here came the Czechoslovakian twist.   He showed up.  Older, sexier (if that's possible), but definitely him.  He said that he had chosen me but by doing so he "alienated" her and she left.  And they all died but him.  They lost; they died because he followed his heart.

I can't let him do that.  I have to find a way to get him to let go.  To forget me.  To turn to her.  It nauseates me to even think about it.  But I must.  He needs me to.  But I can't tell him or he'll never let go.

So, no matter what happens, I lose.  I must choose to lose where he wins, or at least where everyone lives. 

I lose.  He wins.  She wins.  The whole damn planet wins, but I don't.  I lose him.

I really wish I'd never gone to that psychic with Maria.