Title: Colors
Author: Raheema
Rating: T
Summary: Just a little something from Olivia's POV. I currently love this song by Amos Lee "Colors" and every time I hear it I think about how it could apply to Olivia and Alex. I was just inspired to write this. I hope you enjoy. Please read and respond.
Disclaimer: They aren't mine. I don't own these lyrics or the characters.
Colors
It was long past midnight and I sit on my couch in my darkened living room. A song was playing to the memories that scrolled though my mind like a slow motion projection film show. Full of joy, heartache and imperfection.
Yesterday
I got lost in the circus
Felling like such a mess
Now I'm
down I'm just hanging on the corner
I can't help but reminisce
These images of the one person I'd ever gotten to love and maybe even fall in love with. Absence truly does make the heart grow fonder. I hadn't realized just how much someone could mean to me until the minute they were no longer there. It's been years now but on nights like this the memories haunt me.
When
you're gone all the colors fade
When you're gone no New Year's
Day parade
You're gone
Colors seem to fade
I'd never wanted a
distraction so much. Work usually consumer so much of me, the heinous
images and the victims would shadow me, day and night. This week had
been thankfully slow and devoid of horrible images. But this left
room for the one thing I could never get over or push completely
aside.
Your
mama called she said that you're down stairs crying
Feeling like
such a mess
Yeah I hear you you're in the background bawling
What happened to your sweet summertime dress
No one, not even Elliot
knew about this. He watched me grieve for over a year for the friend
we'd all lost and he saw how angry I'd been when the ghost
vanished again; without so much as a real goodbye.
I
know we all, we all got our faults
We get locked in our vaults
and we stay
But when you're gone all the colors fade
When
you're gone no New Year's Day parade
There's no relief from this feeling of loss. You're out there somewhere, living a completely new life. You might have even gotten married and had a child. A defiant tear slides down my cheek and I just let it fall. 'Where are you now?'
You're
gone
Colors seem to fade
Colors seem to fade
Yeah
I miss you Alex.
