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A/N: Post-Chosen. In Brazil, where Willow and Kennedy went after Chosen. This was inspired rather randomly, I was just thinking, and it came to me. I hope you enjoy! A huge thanks to my beta, Michelle (a.k.a: Insane Vampiress)! Luv ya, Chelle!
It'll Have to Do:
She deserves to know why. Soon you'll be gone and she'll be alone again. You don't want to leave her, but you know you can't stay. Not in this awful place where there's no love and such grief. So you have to write to her. You have to leave something that will comfort her just a little. Because you know that soon she'll be gone, too. She'll go just like you. It doesn't matter whether you stay or not, because you're not the one she needs here. It will be alright now though, just leave the note and you're free. Just one little letter. . . It's not that hard is it? So here goes. . .
Dear Willow,
You want to love me. You really do. But you can't. You loved someone else. You still do. And I know you always will. You love her with all your heart, and there's no love left for me. But I love you. Just like you love Tara.
I've never been deprived of anything. I've gotten things I wanted. Almost everything. But I've never wanted anything as much as I want your love. Guess it's true that you can't always get what you want. I'm just making up for all the times I have.
I surround myself with people, and you wonder why I never want to be alone with you anymore. But its because when I'm with you its like I'm alone. You're starting to lose that wonderful glow you always had. I can see you succumbing to your grief. I can feel it in every fiber of my being that soon, you are going to be as hollow as I am becoming. And soon, you will be gone.
So really, there's no reasons for me to stay is there? I probably should stay until you're gone, but I can't bear to see you the way I know you're gonna be. So I guess that's how it is. But I love you so much.
Maybe there's someone else out there for me. Someone who will love me like I will love them. But I'm too far gone to take the time to find her. You see, because you can't be here for me the way I am for you, I'm dying inside.
Don't blame yourself. It really isn't your fault. I know that you tried to give yourself the way I gave myself. But it's not your fault that you've already given all of you to someone else. It's alright, really. I have a solution.
I've spent weeks, and days, and hours just thinking about it. Just thinking and thinking of all the things I could possibly do. I know I have to leave though. Just be. . .gone away.
But it was so hard! You're my goddess. . .my beautiful, magical, wonderful goddess. I've never felt so much pride as I did when I saw you glowing and shining when you made all of us potentials into slayers. You were so amazing, and you still are. You've always been a miracle.
You're like the light in my life. And, you're going out. Like a candle that's reached the bottom of its wax and is moments away from being nothing but a burnt wick. 'Cause you lost yours. Your light I mean. And just like you, I'm nothing without mine.
So you see, this is how it has to be. I'm sorry I have to leave. I really am, but you can't love me. Maybe if you could somehow, we would both be alright. But that's not how fate meant it to be. So here goes. . .Nothing.
With all the love I've got,
Kennedy
You read the letter you wrote over again, and you think, this really isn't a good enough way to tell someone why you're gonna die. Oh well, too bad. Guess it'll have to do.
A/N: Did you like it. . .I don't read minds. . . Please tell me what you think. . . It puts me on a review getting high. . . That makes me write – a lot.