Musings on Love
by She's a Star
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
A/N: This takes place right after she meets him the first time and he sings her "Your Song". The Elephant Love Medley hasn't happened yet. Also, I accidentally posted another one of my fics under the name of this one before, so this is the real one-I accidentally posted my other fic, Waiting. Sorry!
I never really understood why so many people had that silly obsession with love. The only thing that can come of it is pain-letting yourself fall like that. I, for one, think that love is just a game to be played.
But recently I met someone who's begun to change my mind.
He's a writer named Christian, and I mistook him for the Duke whom I had "business" with. Oddly enough, he wasn't at all interested in sex, or if he was, he didn't show it. Instead, he sang me the most beautiful song...about his life being so wonderful, just because I was in it. All this talk about love. And as he sang...the strangest feeling came over me. It was as though he was the only thing that mattered, which was foolish, of course-I'd only just met him! I swear, I must have been mesmerized or something-I ACTUALLY said that I was in love with him. It just slipped, I don't know where it came from. But if that IS what love feels like, it isn't that bad after all...
No, no, this is foolish.
A person like me can't fall in love-it simply isn't allowed.
I'm a courtesan, if I was to devote my love to one person, I would be thrown out on the streets. Money overpowers love, you can't live without money, and you can live without love.
And yet it seems like such a horrible, pointless, painful existence to do so.
I don't know why I'm even bothering to make up excuses why I shouldn't fall in love.
I just shouldn't, period.
I've never even wanted to before.
But now, with Christian....
He seems so different somehow.
Like he's worth taking that risk for.
No, I must forget about him, I must never think about him in more than a professional way. If we weren't to be working together on Spectacular Spectacular, I wouldn't even see him again.
Because I think if I let my guard down for just an instant, he could capture my heart.
He already almost did, with that song...
Which is why I must never get close to him.
THE END
by She's a Star
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine.
A/N: This takes place right after she meets him the first time and he sings her "Your Song". The Elephant Love Medley hasn't happened yet. Also, I accidentally posted another one of my fics under the name of this one before, so this is the real one-I accidentally posted my other fic, Waiting. Sorry!
I never really understood why so many people had that silly obsession with love. The only thing that can come of it is pain-letting yourself fall like that. I, for one, think that love is just a game to be played.
But recently I met someone who's begun to change my mind.
He's a writer named Christian, and I mistook him for the Duke whom I had "business" with. Oddly enough, he wasn't at all interested in sex, or if he was, he didn't show it. Instead, he sang me the most beautiful song...about his life being so wonderful, just because I was in it. All this talk about love. And as he sang...the strangest feeling came over me. It was as though he was the only thing that mattered, which was foolish, of course-I'd only just met him! I swear, I must have been mesmerized or something-I ACTUALLY said that I was in love with him. It just slipped, I don't know where it came from. But if that IS what love feels like, it isn't that bad after all...
No, no, this is foolish.
A person like me can't fall in love-it simply isn't allowed.
I'm a courtesan, if I was to devote my love to one person, I would be thrown out on the streets. Money overpowers love, you can't live without money, and you can live without love.
And yet it seems like such a horrible, pointless, painful existence to do so.
I don't know why I'm even bothering to make up excuses why I shouldn't fall in love.
I just shouldn't, period.
I've never even wanted to before.
But now, with Christian....
He seems so different somehow.
Like he's worth taking that risk for.
No, I must forget about him, I must never think about him in more than a professional way. If we weren't to be working together on Spectacular Spectacular, I wouldn't even see him again.
Because I think if I let my guard down for just an instant, he could capture my heart.
He already almost did, with that song...
Which is why I must never get close to him.
THE END