Disclaimer: I have a fish named Fred, you can't have him. The song and
the chars aren't mine, but the fish is, damnit! He's mine. stay away.
::backs away clutching the fish bowl:: You can sue for all I own (except
Fred) if you want, you could put your kids through college with the fifteen
cents you'll get.
Song: Torn by Natalie Imbruglia (kick ass singer/songwriter)
Warning- MUCH ANGST!!!!! And yelling too. Mild Oz bashing (I love Oz/Willow, but I luuuuuurv Tara/Willow)
Synopsis: Willow is angry, Oz, the love of her life (or so she thought, this is pre Tara remember. Will/Tara forever!) has left her. She breaks down, tries to curse him, and when all else fails she cries and yells at his picture.
Spoilers: Mention of the My Will Be Done spell (pun intended) but before Will decides she really likes Tara.
Timeline: After Something Blue, before New Moon Rising (maybe even before The I In Team)
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
"I HATE YOU!!!! No, wait, I love you, no I definitely hate you! Love, hate, love."
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know- or seem to care
What your heart is for
"Why'd you leave me!?" Willow yelled at the crinkled, tearstained, picture of Oz in her hands. "I can't even curse you right, that's how screwed up you made me! I'm a crappy Wiccan because of you!"
I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine
I'm torn
"I met this girl, you know!? She's really great! I think I might be gay, you know!? I think it might be your fault!" Willow knew the words weren't true, what she felt for Tara had nothing to do with Oz. She didn't even know if she loved Tara as a friend or really did like her, but it just felt better to blame her strange feelings on Oz.
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
"Goddess, you don't know how much I wish you were here," Willow whispered to the picture. She quickly realized what she had said and fixed her slip up "so I could yell at you some more!!!!"
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide-awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
Willow closed her eyes and imagined what she would say to him if he ever showed up.
You're a little late
I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn
Willow looked around her room, new tears beginning to trail down her cheeks. Oz had been her everything. He had made her what she was today. She looked to the bed, Oz always liked the left side, he wasn't there now. She looked at the candles, herbs, and crystals. Oz had made her powerful, he wasn't there now. Willow wrinkled her nose in pain and anger, glaring at the picture. She put her hands in a position to rip the picture.
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right I'm torn.
And Oz was torn.
Song: Torn by Natalie Imbruglia (kick ass singer/songwriter)
Warning- MUCH ANGST!!!!! And yelling too. Mild Oz bashing (I love Oz/Willow, but I luuuuuurv Tara/Willow)
Synopsis: Willow is angry, Oz, the love of her life (or so she thought, this is pre Tara remember. Will/Tara forever!) has left her. She breaks down, tries to curse him, and when all else fails she cries and yells at his picture.
Spoilers: Mention of the My Will Be Done spell (pun intended) but before Will decides she really likes Tara.
Timeline: After Something Blue, before New Moon Rising (maybe even before The I In Team)
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
"I HATE YOU!!!! No, wait, I love you, no I definitely hate you! Love, hate, love."
Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know- or seem to care
What your heart is for
"Why'd you leave me!?" Willow yelled at the crinkled, tearstained, picture of Oz in her hands. "I can't even curse you right, that's how screwed up you made me! I'm a crappy Wiccan because of you!"
I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine
I'm torn
"I met this girl, you know!? She's really great! I think I might be gay, you know!? I think it might be your fault!" Willow knew the words weren't true, what she felt for Tara had nothing to do with Oz. She didn't even know if she loved Tara as a friend or really did like her, but it just felt better to blame her strange feelings on Oz.
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
"Goddess, you don't know how much I wish you were here," Willow whispered to the picture. She quickly realized what she had said and fixed her slip up "so I could yell at you some more!!!!"
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide-awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn.
Willow closed her eyes and imagined what she would say to him if he ever showed up.
You're a little late
I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there
And not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn
Willow looked around her room, new tears beginning to trail down her cheeks. Oz had been her everything. He had made her what she was today. She looked to the bed, Oz always liked the left side, he wasn't there now. She looked at the candles, herbs, and crystals. Oz had made her powerful, he wasn't there now. Willow wrinkled her nose in pain and anger, glaring at the picture. She put her hands in a position to rip the picture.
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's right I'm torn.
And Oz was torn.