Just in time for V-Day... a big old angst fest, so get the hankies. =] "Valentine" is sung by Martina McBride with piano accompaniment by Jim Brickman. I think that by now you've realized that if I owned X-Men there would be some things that would be very different...
In memory of someone I've lost, who will always be with me. Merci, cher à mon coeur.
Valentine
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The day was cold and dark. Could it be anything else? Ororo... she was taking it hard. The wind tore at Rogue, trying to pull her clothes from her stiff, unmoving frame as it whipped the clouds across the sky. People moved around her, but she didn't see them. Murmured platitudes echoed in the hungry wind, but she never glanced up. She only had eyes for the dirt that she held in her hand. It was red, like his eyes, against the black background of her glove. As if watching from a long distance off, she saw herself open her fingers and let the fistful of soil crumble to the ground. She heard the soft thunking as it hit the heavy wooden lid of the coffin. She stood, watching as shovel after shovel of dirt was poured down. She didn't remember how long she stood there, but eventually someone came up behind her and took her arm to lead her away. A detached part of her thought she recognized Logan, but the information meant nothing to her. Her body let him lead it back to the car and direct her toward her room when they arrived back at the mansion, but her mind was on it's own journey.
If there were no words
No way to speak
I would still hear you
If there were no tears
No way to feel inside
I'd still feel for you
And even if the sun
refused to shine
Even if romance
ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart
until the end of time
You're all I need
my love, my Valentine
After a day in the cold wind, she shivered for the first time here in the warmth of her room. The cold hadn't affected her. How could it after what she had done? Her face contorted and her eyes misted. She suddenly burst out laughing. There was a warmth deep within her that welled up and filled her whole being. She remembered Logan's glance as he left her alone; the one that said he was asking himself if he should leave her alone. She giggled as she sprawled back on the bed. Alone? No, she was never alone. Not with all the people in her head keeping her company. And now... Now she'd never be alone ever again. In any sense of the word.
All of my life
I have been waiting for
all you give to me
You've opened my eyes
and shown me how
to love unselfishly
I've dreamed of this
a thousand times before
And in my dreams
I couldn't love you more
I will give you my heart
until the end of time
You're all I need
my love, my Valentine
He came to her as she lay spread across the bed, a stray splash of determined sunshine highlighting her hair and her brilliant smile. The sun was shining brightly in her mind, as he leaned down next to her. His fingers traced her jaw and his hair brushed her cheek as he raised his face to her. Their eyes met and she leaned forward, her lips hungry for his.
Bonjour, mon amour.
It's always a good morning when I'm with you...
And even if the sun
refused to shine
Even if romance
ran out of rhyme
You would still have my heart
until the end of time
Cause all I need
Is you, my Valentine
You're all I need
My love, my Valentine
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