So, again, more Mamma Mia songfics. :D
This one is exploring the two people who's hearts Verus had broken. He broke Gena's heart when he left to go back to Alfard, and he broke Geldoblame's heart when he betrayed him and sent him away.
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They passed me by.
All of those great romances.
Gena stared out of the window. A vague smile crossed her face as she remembered things past. But then... memories of when he had left took the smile away. She had been so lonely...
Because of your robbing me
of my rightful chances.
After he had gone, she had never really loved again. She remembered a young man who had taken an interest in her, but every time he did something sweet, all she saw was Verus' face.
My picture clear,
everything seemed so easy.
Geldoblame had been so happy. He had loved Verus. Verus had valued him, been his friend. Together, they had tried to save the world. And every so often, there had been a flash of something. An inkling that, perhaps, he was loved in return.
But then you dealt me the blow
"Gena, I have to go. I have to go back to Alfard." One of us had to go
"You were useful, Geldoblame, but now your usefulness has run out. Get out of my sight." How you hurt me.
I want you to know...
Her heart had broken the day he had left. She lived for Sagi and the children at the orphanage, but she still missed him. Every day, she missed him.
One of us is crying.
Tears leaked down Geldoblame's cheeks as he sat in Verus' abandoned residence. He hadn't realized that anything could hurt so much.
One of us is lying in her lonely bed.
When she had been sick, delirious as her wings recovered, for a while, she had thought she saw him there. She had dreamed of him so hard it hurt. She had stared at the bunk above her and envisioned his face.
Staring at the ceiling...
Wishing she was somewhere else instead.
His mind wandered, weakened from lack of sleep. He missed Verus. Although Verus had betrayed him, used him, pretended to love him so that Geldoblame would work for him, Geldoblame could feel no anger. Only sorrow.
One of us is lonely.
He wished it could happen again. That blissful ignorance. But it wouldn't. Verus had used him, then sent him away. He wished he was with him. He didn't care if he had to be an evil tyrant's assistant, as long as the tyrant was Verus.
One of us is only waiting for a call.
Gena wished he had sent a letter. His son grew up without knowing him, Gena had to care for Sagi and all of the orphans herself. She missed him. Even now, whenever she went to get mail, her heart leaped, then fell. Never, anything from him.
Sorry for herself.
Feeling stupid.
Feeling small.
He wished he had been given more time. He would have helped Verus, he would have tried to make him see good. If he had known. If only he had figured out Verus' plan, seen through his lies. But no. He had been stupid and trusting, like a little girl. It would have been better, it all would have been alright. If only he had stayed.
Wishing you had never left at all.
She had wanted him to stay longer. If he had, maybe he would have stayed. Stayed on Hassaleh, married her, and they would have been happy. He loved the island. She knew that. He had told her countless times. None of this would have happened. If only he had stayed.
Never left at all.