Started on November 29, 2007, a few days after reading a Fillmore! Fic about Vallejo and wanting to do one myself. The song popped into my head and I went, "Hey, Vallejo and Malika!" So, yeah. If it seems similar to Ekaphant's Migraines and Roses, that's because the fic gave me the idea in the first place. :P
Vallejo's POV, btw.
How will I start
Tomorrow without you here
Whose heart will guide me
When all the answers disappear
Malika and I had been a great team, practically the best. We'd gotten along great; we'd been best friends. Heck, we were the original Fillmore and Third! But all that changed when Malika joined the Robins. She started ignoring me and focusing all her time and attention on what was supposed to have been a temporary undercover assignment. And I'd been crushed.
Is it too late
Are you too far gone to stay
Best friends forever
Should never have to go away
I tried to convince her to stay, tried to keep her on Patrol. I tried reasoning with her, reminding her of her original reasons for joining the Robins in the first place. But she was a stubborn one, a lot like Ingrid, and she'd turned her back on me and the rest of the Safety Patrol.
What will I do
You know I'm only half without you
How will I make it through
At first, I had trouble accepting it, didn't know what I'd do without my partner and best friend. I was depressed for at least a week or so—I really can't remember, but it felt like forever.
If only tears could bring you back to me
If only love could find a way
What I would do, what I would give
If you returned to me someday
Somehow, someway
If my tears could bring you back to me
I'd cry you an ocean
If you'd sail on home again
Wings of emotion
Will carry you, I know they can
Oh, I cried some, but I'll kill you if you tell anybody I told you. Or at least give you detention for a year.
Actually, before Malika left, I wasn't quite as strict and easily-angered as I am now. Yes, I know it's weird. I just can't shake the feeling, nor do I particularly want to. It gets the job done.
Just light will guide you
And your heart will chart the course
Soon you'll be drifting
Into the arms of your true north
Look in my eyes
And you will see a million tears have gone by
And still they're not dry
I tried everything I could think of to get Malika to reconsider, but nothing worked. She was completely enthralled with the world of the Red Robins, and they don't take kindly to 'Belts' encroaching on their territory, which included their new leader.
If only tears could bring you back to me
If only love could find a way
What I would do, what I would give
If you returned to me someday
Somehow, someway
If my tears could bring you back to me
This is just between me and you, but sometimes, when I'm home alone in my room reminiscing, I still cry. Not very much, but a couple tears will hit my pillow once in a while. I'd do anything to get Malika to come back, to be a good guy again, but I know she'd just ignore me, so what's the point?
I hold you close
And shout the words I only whispered before
For one more chance, for one last dance
There's nothing that I would not give and more
I've (day)dreamed so many times of other ways to get her to come back, and they all end up with her walking away from me. I cry, I shout, I try to get closer than two feet to her, but she always ends up turning her back on me. And I hate it.
If only tears could bring you back to me
If only love could find a way
What I would do, what I would give
If you returned to me someday
Somehow, someway
If my tears could bring you back to me
Sure, I still wish she'd have reconsidered, but there's no way she's going to, so I gave up crying my eyes out. No use shedding tears for something that's never going to change, right?
Six hundred and seventy six words with the lyrics. Without, about 405. No pattern, but hey. I tried. It's over 300 either way, and I'm hoping at least a few people find it intriguing or…something. It's not connected to anything of my other Fillmore fics. Unless somebody points out something that fits, anyway. Or I write more about Vallejo, maybe…