Almost Lover, a gypsy fanfic

A/N: Video link is in my profile. Go watch it! Alyson is amazing! Go Alyson! It's a shame she's graduating 2009-10 school year. Otherwise, I don't know what. I just felt like saying 'otherwise.'

You fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images

You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

I remember so much from our relationship. You make me remember whenever I see somewhere we went or think back on something that reminds me of you. But you were clever in tricking me, Rose. You were very clever for a showgirl, Rose.

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

I try my hardest to forget about you, to stop thinking about you, but everything I do reminds me of you. The day we met, I should have known that you'd wind up breaking my heart, but I didn't know any better. But that was part of the reason I'd gotten out of show business in the first place, and I should have known that it would have happened again. It did, and that was why I left, my almost lover. You broke my heart, and now my back it turned to you. I won't be taking you back.

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images

And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you'd never ever forget these images, no

Another memory that I have of us is the first night of Louise's act at the burlesque theatre and the two of us were walking back to the hotel and you pulled me into a dance on the sidewalk, not caring that there were other people there and they were staring. When you kissed me afterwards, you said to me that you'd never forget that night. Have you remembered, like you said you would, or have you forgotten already?

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you're gone and I'm haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy for you
To walk right in and out of my life?

I can't do a single thing without thinking of you, Rose. Everything reminds me of you these days, Rose. You're out of my life and I'm haunted by you, and I bet you're just fine now. Did I make it just a little bit easier, after three husbands, for you to walk right into my life and then force me away and leave? Did I make it easier for you to walk in and out of my life so quickly?