Hi hi! Here's another little do-dad that I wrote. Yet another songfic...is that really a big surprise? Anyway, I don't mention names in it so I would love to hear who you think the two people are. I'm not even sure myself....
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss or the song Full of Grace. They belong to their rightful owners.
Full of Grace
It's dark in our room. Through the window I can see snow fluttering about.
The winter here's cold, and bitter
It looks cold out. I suppose I should dress warm. Don't want to get sick.
It's chilled us to the bone
I don't suppose it would bother you that much. If I got sick that is. All we've done lately is fight. I've been fighting on the inside as well. Fighting with what I should do.
We haven't seen the sun for weeks
The fighting has made this place unbearable. It's far from what we use to call home.
Too long too far from home
The tension has been thick. It's made me not want to come home. It's been making me depressed.
I feel just like I'm sinking
I've been trying hard. I really have. I've been trying to find something meaningful left between us. I feel like I'm grabbing at nothing though.
And I claw for solid ground
Your anger, cold looks, bluntness, blatantly ignoring me has built up. It's been pushing me away from you.
I'm pulled down by the undertow
It's been affecting me, you know that? Your comments, the things you yell. When you yell at me and tell me I'm stupid. I caught myself believing in once. I've never felt so horrible in my life as I did at that moment. Believing the person that I loved and was suppose to love me thought that I was stupid.
I never though I could feel so low
I almost thought of ending it then. Being gone and dead and never bothering you again with my stupid comments or thoughts ever again. I didn't know that someone could feel like that. It was a gut-wrenching feeling that made me sick.
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
That was only a week ago. You didn't notice. I wish you had. Maybe I wouldn't be doing what I'm doing right now. You know how I felt once I realized that you didn't notice or that you did and didn't care? Like I hated you. Like I wanted to yell and scream at you and hurt you like you hurt me. But that's not me. I don't yell, I don't scream. I just remain silent. I remain silent and do things like what I'm about to do.
If all of the strength and all of the courage
While thinking I've been picking up some things from around the room. Namely things like my brush, deodorant, things you would have noticed if I had packed them earlier. My clothes are already in bags in the closet. I open the closet door and pick them up off the floor.
Come and lift me from this place
I can't believe this is the last time I'll see you. I remember meeting you for the first time. You moved so smoothly.
Full of grace
You moved so delicately. Like you weren't really walking. You looked beautiful to me.
Full of grace
I loved you right then.
My love
It's best for me to do this.
It's better this way, I said
I've had this happen to me before. Only I was the one in the bed asleep while the other left.
Having seen this place before
We use to argue, him and I. He left me. Kind of like how I'm leaving you. Only things got further than we did. He left after he hit me.
Where everything we say and do
He felt awful about it. I told him it was okay. That I brought it on myself. I did provoke him. I was yelling at him. The one time I did yell and I said something I shouldn't have. I yelled and hit his most vulnerable point. He snapped and hit me. I don't blame him. I would have hit me too.
Hurts us all the more
I don't want to hit you. I know I will if I stay. You'll yell something you shouldn't and then I'll snap and I'll hit you. I won't forgive myself for that. I don't think I ever could. Maybe that's why I'm leaving. Leaving before I can do something that I regret. Or maybe it's because we've been in this too long and we're both afraid to get out. I guess I'm taking the first step.
It's just that we've stayed, too long
We just don't know how to let things go, do we? Both of us have hung onto our past and stopped looking at what's ahead. Maybe that's why our relationship has suffered. Maybe we're both living in the past still.
In the same old sickly skin
I don't think my past will ever let me rest. I don't think I can ever be as happy as I was back then. My past keeps dragging me back to one time when everything came crashing down around me.
I'm pulled down by the undertow
It haunts me now and then. When it does I feel miserable. I feel like nothing will make me better. That was until I found you. You made me better. You made me happy. You brought some of the joy I felt in my past back. Until a week ago that is. When I felt that you stopped caring about me.
I never thought I could feel so low
Now I'm going. I'm leaving. I'm going to go somewhere else and start over again. I've done it before so I can do it again. Maybe I'll find someone who can make me happy like you made me. I doubt it though. For almost two years you made me happy. And then you turned on me. I should have known that something was going to go wrong. I did in my last relationship.
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
I put the note on my side of the bed on the pillow. It tells you I've left and that I'm not coming back.
If all of the strength and all of the courage
I pick up my bag from the floor and sling it over my shoulder. I open the door to the hall.
Come and lift me from this place
I look over my shoulder at you.
I know I could love you much better than this
I close the door and wait for the taxi to come and get me.
Full of grace
It pulls up and I put my bag in the trunk. I get in and close the door.
Full of grace
We pull away from the house. I pull away from you
My love
I know I can love you much better than this
It's better this way
~owari~
So....who do you think it is?
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss or the song Full of Grace. They belong to their rightful owners.
It's dark in our room. Through the window I can see snow fluttering about.
The winter here's cold, and bitter
It looks cold out. I suppose I should dress warm. Don't want to get sick.
It's chilled us to the bone
I don't suppose it would bother you that much. If I got sick that is. All we've done lately is fight. I've been fighting on the inside as well. Fighting with what I should do.
We haven't seen the sun for weeks
The fighting has made this place unbearable. It's far from what we use to call home.
Too long too far from home
The tension has been thick. It's made me not want to come home. It's been making me depressed.
I feel just like I'm sinking
I've been trying hard. I really have. I've been trying to find something meaningful left between us. I feel like I'm grabbing at nothing though.
And I claw for solid ground
Your anger, cold looks, bluntness, blatantly ignoring me has built up. It's been pushing me away from you.
I'm pulled down by the undertow
It's been affecting me, you know that? Your comments, the things you yell. When you yell at me and tell me I'm stupid. I caught myself believing in once. I've never felt so horrible in my life as I did at that moment. Believing the person that I loved and was suppose to love me thought that I was stupid.
I never though I could feel so low
I almost thought of ending it then. Being gone and dead and never bothering you again with my stupid comments or thoughts ever again. I didn't know that someone could feel like that. It was a gut-wrenching feeling that made me sick.
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
That was only a week ago. You didn't notice. I wish you had. Maybe I wouldn't be doing what I'm doing right now. You know how I felt once I realized that you didn't notice or that you did and didn't care? Like I hated you. Like I wanted to yell and scream at you and hurt you like you hurt me. But that's not me. I don't yell, I don't scream. I just remain silent. I remain silent and do things like what I'm about to do.
If all of the strength and all of the courage
While thinking I've been picking up some things from around the room. Namely things like my brush, deodorant, things you would have noticed if I had packed them earlier. My clothes are already in bags in the closet. I open the closet door and pick them up off the floor.
Come and lift me from this place
I can't believe this is the last time I'll see you. I remember meeting you for the first time. You moved so smoothly.
Full of grace
You moved so delicately. Like you weren't really walking. You looked beautiful to me.
Full of grace
I loved you right then.
My love
It's best for me to do this.
It's better this way, I said
I've had this happen to me before. Only I was the one in the bed asleep while the other left.
Having seen this place before
We use to argue, him and I. He left me. Kind of like how I'm leaving you. Only things got further than we did. He left after he hit me.
Where everything we say and do
He felt awful about it. I told him it was okay. That I brought it on myself. I did provoke him. I was yelling at him. The one time I did yell and I said something I shouldn't have. I yelled and hit his most vulnerable point. He snapped and hit me. I don't blame him. I would have hit me too.
Hurts us all the more
I don't want to hit you. I know I will if I stay. You'll yell something you shouldn't and then I'll snap and I'll hit you. I won't forgive myself for that. I don't think I ever could. Maybe that's why I'm leaving. Leaving before I can do something that I regret. Or maybe it's because we've been in this too long and we're both afraid to get out. I guess I'm taking the first step.
It's just that we've stayed, too long
We just don't know how to let things go, do we? Both of us have hung onto our past and stopped looking at what's ahead. Maybe that's why our relationship has suffered. Maybe we're both living in the past still.
In the same old sickly skin
I don't think my past will ever let me rest. I don't think I can ever be as happy as I was back then. My past keeps dragging me back to one time when everything came crashing down around me.
I'm pulled down by the undertow
It haunts me now and then. When it does I feel miserable. I feel like nothing will make me better. That was until I found you. You made me better. You made me happy. You brought some of the joy I felt in my past back. Until a week ago that is. When I felt that you stopped caring about me.
I never thought I could feel so low
Now I'm going. I'm leaving. I'm going to go somewhere else and start over again. I've done it before so I can do it again. Maybe I'll find someone who can make me happy like you made me. I doubt it though. For almost two years you made me happy. And then you turned on me. I should have known that something was going to go wrong. I did in my last relationship.
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
I put the note on my side of the bed on the pillow. It tells you I've left and that I'm not coming back.
If all of the strength and all of the courage
I pick up my bag from the floor and sling it over my shoulder. I open the door to the hall.
Come and lift me from this place
I look over my shoulder at you.
I know I could love you much better than this
I close the door and wait for the taxi to come and get me.
Full of grace
It pulls up and I put my bag in the trunk. I get in and close the door.
Full of grace
We pull away from the house. I pull away from you
My love
I know I can love you much better than this
It's better this way
~owari~
So....who do you think it is?