Oz never sends the letters he writes her. Set in between Wild at Heart and New Moon Rising. For the prompt "Stamp," at open_on_sunday on Livejournal.
Disclaimer: If I owned these characters, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction.
Postcards from Far Away
In every city he passed through, Oz wrote her a letter.
In LA, a tearstained apology, promising he'd left because he loved her more than anything. In Paris, a love letter, promising his return and unending love for her. In Bucharest, a postcard, script tiny, squeezing to fit all his love into a single rectangle.
For all the letters he wrote, he never bought a single stamp.
Sending the letters would be admitting he'd left Willow, and he couldn't. Besides, he would be home soon enough.
If he just waited to see her again, he prayed she'd wait for him.
fin.
A/N: Just for the record, I miss Oz, and still think Oz/Willow is the most perfect and adorable couple ever.