"Like A Fool"
Author: Wild Violets
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I don't own Farscape, and I realise it will never happen, no matter how much I wish it to be.
Spoilers: Mild for DWTB.
Feedback: If you don't want to post a reply I'd be happy to receive an email from you. I can be reached at: sunworshipper14@hotmail.com
Dedication: To David, with love. You were my inspiration for this little ficlet, and I thank you for allowing me to feel these things, I've grown and learnt from it all.
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You moved me with your words, John Crichton. You tore me from the only life I ever knew; thrust me into a whole new world, of wonder, freedom, light. You told me I could be more and I have become that – more – because of you. I lost all that was familiar to me but none of that mattered because you took that place, you became my familiarity. You were MY one constant.
But yet again I lost everything familiar. This time voluntarily, I fled. But my judgement was clouded. Because the very instant I left my place beside your module I felt regret, something I hoped to never feel again. You make me feel a fool, John Crichton. I have no constant, no familiar place. Lost. Yet still I feel you in every simplistic thing, every action – your eyes, your smile, your humour, your caring nature, your arms around me when I needed a rock to hold on to in the storm.
Your spirit flows around me, enveloping me. But I can't see you. And it hurts.
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From all that was familiar,
I broke away
Now I am lost, without a place,
Wandering.
With no music like a fool I dance
And clap my hands.
How am I to live without You?
You are everywhere but
I cannot see You.
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Hope you liked it, please review or send an email to the above address.
Author: Wild Violets
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I don't own Farscape, and I realise it will never happen, no matter how much I wish it to be.
Spoilers: Mild for DWTB.
Feedback: If you don't want to post a reply I'd be happy to receive an email from you. I can be reached at: sunworshipper14@hotmail.com
Dedication: To David, with love. You were my inspiration for this little ficlet, and I thank you for allowing me to feel these things, I've grown and learnt from it all.
* * *
You moved me with your words, John Crichton. You tore me from the only life I ever knew; thrust me into a whole new world, of wonder, freedom, light. You told me I could be more and I have become that – more – because of you. I lost all that was familiar to me but none of that mattered because you took that place, you became my familiarity. You were MY one constant.
But yet again I lost everything familiar. This time voluntarily, I fled. But my judgement was clouded. Because the very instant I left my place beside your module I felt regret, something I hoped to never feel again. You make me feel a fool, John Crichton. I have no constant, no familiar place. Lost. Yet still I feel you in every simplistic thing, every action – your eyes, your smile, your humour, your caring nature, your arms around me when I needed a rock to hold on to in the storm.
Your spirit flows around me, enveloping me. But I can't see you. And it hurts.
***
From all that was familiar,
I broke away
Now I am lost, without a place,
Wandering.
With no music like a fool I dance
And clap my hands.
How am I to live without You?
You are everywhere but
I cannot see You.
***
Hope you liked it, please review or send an email to the above address.