"No one ever said that life was fair and I'm not saying that it should be
So knowing that you are where you want to be and I'm not comes as no surprise
But don't expect me to be happy for you
And don't smile at me and tell me things will work out for me too"
-Alesana "Congratulations, I Hate You"
Bittersweet memories from long ago places
in times that are lost now
(to her, but never to you.)
Lost, but not forgotten
(they wouldn't hurt so much
if you could just forget them.)
The temporary unofficial union
between two opposites
and, looking back, you should've known
that nothing good would come from it.
But what can you say?
You were both broken from the war
and found those missing pieces
within each other.
She had Fred's sense humor
you had her lost brother's way of reasoning
&neither of you knew the line
s/e/p/a/r/a/t/i/n/g
wrong and right
(you lost it all during that night in the castle.)
x
Those kisses shared were
light years away from empty.
They meant something to you both
at the time.
Those moments when you were
too weary&broken&done
to even stand
she held you up.
Those moments when she had
given up every last ounce of hope
you whispered those strengthening words.
You patched up one another
but it was only temporary.
The end was always near
even at the start
&neither you nor she tried to deny it.
No promising words were spoken.
No talk of the future.
All that had mattered was
then&there
and when it was over
it would be almost as if
it had never even existed
(or, that's how it was supposed it go.)
x
The end dawned on you
(a little sooner than you had wished)
in the form of
mousy brown.
With a slight smile
she wove a promise telling you how
she knew you'd be happy
someday, some time
&left.
x
Maybe she was right
but it doesn't feel that way
(not then, not now, not ever.)
You're dealing with burns&fire&emptiness
while she's rocking a baby to sleep
(it doesn't really seem fair, now does it?)
You can't help but wish
that the end had never come
because at least you were some sort of happy
back then.
The threads she used to piece together
your worn&torn heart
are s-n-a-p-p-i-n-g
&you can't help but wish that
she would come back to sew it up again
with the soothing mixture of
Fred's wry grin and gentle caresses.
But she won't return
and you don't really expect her to
(you're not that selfish or naïve)
because that part of her life was
temporary
even if the memories last
forever.
The lyrics at the top belong to the band "Alesana."
This pairing, Charlie/Tracey, has never been done before! It was discovered by me and is now a part of Mew and Mor's Weird Pairings. Please give a mention if you use them, thanks. For more M&MWPs, check out my C2 and come visit&chat on my forum.
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Urghh, poor Charlie! I'm sorry Charlie - I couldn't give you a happy ending 'cause, well, you belong with Bellatrix!
Thanks mew for betaing!