OK so the more I listen to this song the more I am convinced the song should be Alicia Florrick's anthem. The song is called Fallen by Sarah Mclachlan. I have like 3 other videos I'm working on otherwise this would probably be a video and more than likely will once I have some season 6 stuff to throw in it. Read, Review, Enjoy!
Ok so apparently you can't use lyrics in a song fic... so I had to remove them but I'll put a link to the lyrics and and youtube of the song in my profile.
Alicia sits with her brother on her living room couch, Owen wants to talk, she even knows he'll listen. But what else is there to say? She meant it when she said she didn't want to cry anymore. Will she EVER stop crying?
She thinks back in all those little moments. She thinks about how leaving seemed like the perfect answer back then, the perfect solution to being in love with Will. If she didn't have to watch him everyday she could truly jump back into her marriage. And it seemed so grand. Top billing, her name on the door. It wasn't supposed to happen the way it did, though it wasn't supposed to tear them apart like that. It wasn't supposed to hurt that much. I didn't think I'd lose everything, while achieving my dreams.
I can't believe I lost him, and this time it's permanent. We had finally talked we were getting there. We were going to be friends again. I think this is the lowest I've ever felt in my life. I give a watery laugh as I realize that hurting this man and not making it up to him before he died hurts me more than my husband having an affair with a hooker.
We knew going into that hotel room that even though we said it was only for an hour, that it would be longer. It was so amazing that night. Will had known when to be fierce and when to soothe. He could read me like a book
Isn't that how all great love affairs start? With a fire the flashes over the heart. Most affairs end when the fire burns out, sadly the fire still hasn't passed and now I'm here alone.
It's funny how bad things happen in threes, It started with the voter fraud, then Will died, then came the startling realization that she didn't want to be married to Peter anymore. It seemed that just as she was hitting bottom, someone tossed her a shovel to dig the whole just a little bit deeper. The rise to the top is hard, but the fall to the bottom is so much worse
No one has to tell me how badly this all went, I get it I really do. No one can tell me how badly I've screwed up more than I tell myself every morning.
HCary is pissed at me, and I know he's planning something behind my back. I told Peter to go and I've never been so sure of something but it still hurts. Kalinda and I haven't talked since that day, Owen's out of town, I suppose when I get desperate enough I'll call my mom. Right now though, right now I just feel so alone.
It almost feels like no one quite knows how to react to me. Apparently Will and I were the worst kept secret in Chicago politics, that or everyone just assumed it never knowing how right they are. I can't say I ever wondered how it would feel to be a widow, but I guess I know now. How does everything just slip away?
