Disclaimer-All characters belong to Joss Whedon. I'm sure you can figure out who's who. Takes place
after Wrecked.
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I'M TOLD
by RhiannonAmaris
I'm told that I can't love. That there's no possible way that I can love, because, a long time ago on
a black black night, I lost and my life and my soul to a kiss sharper than any knife. But I've still got
a heart, haven't I? It may not beat anymore, but it still burns. And I loved, adored worshipped my
killer for more than a century. Through betrayal after betrayal. She was there, she saw.
I'm told I'm not to be trusted. But when things were at thier worst she's turned to me time and
again. To stand and fight by her side, depended on me not to falter. She's put those most beloved to her
under my protection, without the slightest heisitation.
I'm told that I'm a monster. A devil without any doubt. I've known the worst of them and despite the
blood that tied us, they never considered me one of thier own. No matter how hard I tried I wasn't evil
enough for them.
I'm told that 'we' will never be. But how the hell can she deny that we already are? And I'm not
talking about what started that night either. That was just the dance. There was an us from the moment
she told me what she couldn't tell any other. After all we've shared how can she deny it?
But then, I don't need to be told that I'm a fool. She won't let herself love until she realizes that
I'm not a part of what she fears. That words said to me count. Until she stops running from herself.
after Wrecked.
Feedback-Send to rhiannonamaris@yahoo.com C'mon, feed me.
I'M TOLD
by RhiannonAmaris
I'm told that I can't love. That there's no possible way that I can love, because, a long time ago on
a black black night, I lost and my life and my soul to a kiss sharper than any knife. But I've still got
a heart, haven't I? It may not beat anymore, but it still burns. And I loved, adored worshipped my
killer for more than a century. Through betrayal after betrayal. She was there, she saw.
I'm told I'm not to be trusted. But when things were at thier worst she's turned to me time and
again. To stand and fight by her side, depended on me not to falter. She's put those most beloved to her
under my protection, without the slightest heisitation.
I'm told that I'm a monster. A devil without any doubt. I've known the worst of them and despite the
blood that tied us, they never considered me one of thier own. No matter how hard I tried I wasn't evil
enough for them.
I'm told that 'we' will never be. But how the hell can she deny that we already are? And I'm not
talking about what started that night either. That was just the dance. There was an us from the moment
she told me what she couldn't tell any other. After all we've shared how can she deny it?
But then, I don't need to be told that I'm a fool. She won't let herself love until she realizes that
I'm not a part of what she fears. That words said to me count. Until she stops running from herself.