(A/N: Hello my lovelies! I know I've been gone awhile, leaving my fics woefully neglected, but I'm back! With a oneshot song fic to boot! I was listening to Taylor Swift, and this is NOT a Cloud bashing, but the lyrics reminded me of the whole twisted Tifa/Cloud/Aerith love triangle. This is a morbid sort of take on it, and I hope you all enjoi it. Read on!)
You have a way of coming easily to me
And when you take you take the very best of me
So I start a fight coz I need to feel somethin'
And you do what you want coz I'm not what you wanted
It was easy.
So easy to love him. To look into those haunting eyes and fall; fall so deep. But those very same eyes stole some piece of me with every look;every glance. It leaves me empty.
So we fight. I say something; he says something. I yell; he yells. I swear; he swears. I am empty. And any feeling--anger, pain, agony--is better than the nothingness that engulfs me when he rides away to her.
He'll ride to Midgar; to the Church.
He'll sit by the lilies and think of her; of how he felt for her; of how I am not her. I am not who he wanted.
I will cry myself to sleep.
Oh what a shame; what rainy ending given to a perfect day
Just walk away, ain't no use defending words that you will never say
And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through
I've never been anywhere cold as you
In my dreams I'll hear his lies.
The words he says insincerely; words that mock my heart.
The more I think about it, the clearer it becomes.
All of the pain, the lies, the anger, the insanity--
Suddenly he is no better than Sephiroth.
You put up walls and paint them all a shade of gray
And I stood there loving you and wished them all away
And you came away with this great little story
Of a mess of a dreamer, with the nerve to adore you
All of his life he had been distant. He had shut me out and kept me away. I thought that if was patient enough, if I could just be there for him, my love would be enough to break the wall down.
But the way he acted; it should have been more obvious to me.
How dare I, the crazy, dreaming, pathetic country girl, love the great Cloud Strife?
Oh what a shame what a rainy ending given to a perfect day
Every smile you fake is so condescending
Counting all teh scars you made
And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through . . .
Damn him.
Damn him, because his smile mocked me.
Damn him, because his words are lies.
Damn him, for putting me through all of it.
Damn me!
For letting him do it; for not letting go when I had the chance.
Damn him for making me love him. But it didn't matter now. I was done. No more of this life. My bags were packed and the bar was closed. I had an hour until Cid would meet me outside Edge with the Sierra.
Time to go and leave all this behind.
There was warm weather in Costa, and I had never much liked cold things.
Goodbye, Cloud.
I've never been anywhere cold as you
(So how was it? I know I skipped some lines, but I don't think it took away too much. At least . . . I hope it didn't. About the children, Marlene will be with Barret, and we'll pretend Denzel is sixteen and can care for himself, mmkays? So read and review, my darlings. Because I'm 99.9% convinced to make this the prelude to a bigger Tifa fic. ^^)