Falling
AUTHOR: Dana
RATING: G
FEEDBACK: Is very good
SPOILERS: Naaa
DISCLAIMER: They all belong to Joss
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Oz writes a letter to Willow and even though it sounds like it, he's not killing himself, so don't think that! I would never let that happen to Oz!!!!!
Dear Willow:
See those guys? Yeah, in that picture in your frame. That's You, Xander, Buffy, Giles, and Angel, well if he could be seen. See the guy with the red spikes? That's me, Oz. Calm, cool collected Oz. Never saying more than 5 words in a sentence. Always the voice of reason. That's all changed now. I'm sitting in my van, writing this down on paper, looking at the mirror. Looking at the hollow, empty person...thing, I've become. No faith. No trust. No love.
I'm left empty handed in an upside down world. I've broken the hold of trust. The bond that held everything together. The bond is gone now and all that's left is two jagged pieces. Kind of like if I picked up this mirror and threw it in half.
There's no pride in me anymore. No hope. I've done my greedy deed. Taken what I wanted. Left what wasn't needed. I chose the wrong path, now they'll never know me anymore, but it's to late now. I'm gone. Well, not gone gone. But missing. Out of Sunnydale. I'm ripped up like a paper, thrown in the air, and landed on the ground each piece different than the rest. My voice of sanity on each piece.
Dearest Willow, no matter what ever happens, if I should ever return, if I continue on my way to, wherever I'm going, I need you to do this one thing for me. Time is priceless in a world full of seconds. There are no erasers for life's mistakes. I came. I went. I didn't conquer. I thought we were a circle, no beginning no end. But now one of us has broken it, and it's just a semicircle. Dim the lights, the show's over. Don't use me to fall back on because I just might not be there and all you can do is fall...
Love always and forever,
Oz
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AUTHOR: Dana
RATING: G
FEEDBACK: Is very good
SPOILERS: Naaa
DISCLAIMER: They all belong to Joss
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Oz writes a letter to Willow and even though it sounds like it, he's not killing himself, so don't think that! I would never let that happen to Oz!!!!!
Dear Willow:
See those guys? Yeah, in that picture in your frame. That's You, Xander, Buffy, Giles, and Angel, well if he could be seen. See the guy with the red spikes? That's me, Oz. Calm, cool collected Oz. Never saying more than 5 words in a sentence. Always the voice of reason. That's all changed now. I'm sitting in my van, writing this down on paper, looking at the mirror. Looking at the hollow, empty person...thing, I've become. No faith. No trust. No love.
I'm left empty handed in an upside down world. I've broken the hold of trust. The bond that held everything together. The bond is gone now and all that's left is two jagged pieces. Kind of like if I picked up this mirror and threw it in half.
There's no pride in me anymore. No hope. I've done my greedy deed. Taken what I wanted. Left what wasn't needed. I chose the wrong path, now they'll never know me anymore, but it's to late now. I'm gone. Well, not gone gone. But missing. Out of Sunnydale. I'm ripped up like a paper, thrown in the air, and landed on the ground each piece different than the rest. My voice of sanity on each piece.
Dearest Willow, no matter what ever happens, if I should ever return, if I continue on my way to, wherever I'm going, I need you to do this one thing for me. Time is priceless in a world full of seconds. There are no erasers for life's mistakes. I came. I went. I didn't conquer. I thought we were a circle, no beginning no end. But now one of us has broken it, and it's just a semicircle. Dim the lights, the show's over. Don't use me to fall back on because I just might not be there and all you can do is fall...
Love always and forever,
Oz
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