Tabitha sat there in her spacious living room, watching the movie "Love Story" again. She,
being a witch and all, was hardly susceptible to tears, but this film always had that effect
on her. She hated the way the brunnette, Jenny, died at the end of the film. It reminded her
so much of the way her Timmy had passed away not too long ago. Whereas she cried every time
as it made her recall her precious Timmy, she found solace in watching this movie - it made
her feel closer to him. And she needed that.
She was watching the part where the instrumental music was being heard in one scene
of the movie. The song was called "Where do I begin?" by Shirley Bassey. One of her favorites
of all time. Her mind drifted away from the movie as she reminisced about Timmy.
~*~ Where do I begin?
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love he brings to me
Where do I start? ~*~
She sat there, as the rain poured heavily outside, remembering her Timmy. From the
moment that she had sewed him up in the doll form that he had originally been in, she felt
strong, wonderful emotions regarding him. He had given her something that had been alien to
her her whole life (all 300 years!) Love. He had made her heart shine. Everything and anything
she did, it was all for him. After he became her doll, he seemed to have filled a vacant spot
in her life. She loved him, and he loved her back.
~*~ Like a summer rain
That cools the pavement with a patent leather shine
He came into my life and made the living fine
And gave a meaning to this empty world of mine
He fills my heart ~*~
It was kind of like the love Oliver shared for Jenny. Complete. It would never die.
Much in the same way Jenny called Oliver "preppy", Timmy called me "princess." But
unlike Oliver, Tabitha thought to herself, I won't move on and find someone else. My heart will
always belong to my Timmy.
She brushed a few tears aside. Her eyes traveled to a small bookshelf on one corner of
the room. There lay a large photo album that Timmy and Tabitha had put together themselves not
too long ago. She made her way over to the album, which was catching dust.
~*~ He fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely
With him along, who could be lonely
I reach for his hand, it's always there ~*~
Flipping it open, she looked at the caption on the first page. It read: TIMMY AND TABBY
-BEST FRIENDS FOREVER.
Tabitha sighed, feeling a yearning in her heart. She wanted Timmy to be with her always.
Was it too much to ask for?!
She peered into the photographs. Most were of the two of them. They looked so happy.
Looked. If only I could talk in present tense, Tim-Tim, she thought to herself, sighing
dejectedly.
She continued to stare at the pictures for another hour, mesmerized and enchanted by
all the good times they had shared together. Some of the pictures made her laugh - some made
her cry. But all in all, she knew deep down that the love she felt for him was as strong as
it had been when he was alive. Timmy had left a unconquerable impression on her mind and soul;
it would never leave - even if he did.
~*~ How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away
And he'll be there ~*~
Timmy's love for me and my love for him will last forever, Tabitha told herself knowingly. It can't be measured by the hours in a day; it is
infinite. Till the last star begins to burn, I am going to need him to be with me. And he will
be. Spiritually. And that's good enough.
She picked up one of his old white gloves that was strewn across the couch. She touched
it delicately, letting her fingers travel across the fabric slowly. She could almost feel Timmy
wearing that glove.
~*~ He fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely
With him along, who could be lonely
I reach for his hand, it's always there ~*~
The ending of the movie began to come up. It was the part where Oliver was alone and
he was talking to himself saying "What do you say about a twenty-five year old girl who died?
That she was brilliant and beautiful? That she loved Mozart, Bach. The Beatles....and me?"
She felt the same way Oliver was feeling at that moment of the movie. How could a
young boy, who had so much to live for, and who made so many people happy, die like that?
She suddenly realized that the last time she had seen this movie, she had been watching
it with Timmy. They had gone to the local Movie Mart and purchased the film, even though Tabitha
had seen it before. Timmy really didn't want to watch a love story - hence the title of the film,
but she forced him to. And he had realized why Tabby was so crazy over the movie. It was
wonderful. They both had cried when Jenny died.
"There's no happy ending!" Timmy had complained to Tabby.
"That's right, Tim-Tim," she had answered. "But there is a sequel where he meets
someone else and..."
He interrupted her. "No. Oliver is meant to be with Jenny. Dead or alive, they will
love each other forever."
She had smiled then, totally agreeing with him. It was how she felt now. Dead or alive
Timmy would always love Tabby. And vice versa.
Her eyes traveled to the window, which was drenched in rain. Her eyes took on the same
effect. Glassy, with tears.
~*~ How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away
And he'll be there ~*~
The movie ended with Oliver walking away as the sad music came up again. Tabitha picked
up her photo album and walked out of her living room.
Deep down, she knew that Timmy's spirit would always be strong and alive in her heart.
And that's all that mattered.....
{a/n: if u guys remember, this song was used in an episode of passions 4 tabitha and
timmy. i had 2 use it 4 a song fic. its 1 of my fave songs of all time. tabby & timmy are 2
of my fave characters. oh man, tears r coming 2 my eyes as i'm remembering parts of the movie.
its such a tearjerker. i love it. anybody who's seen it & agrees with me, tell me what u
think. & 2 those who havent heard of shirley bassey or seen the movie - u really should go
listen/watch it. the movie was voted as being in the top 10 romantic films of all time, &
shirley is a great singer.}
being a witch and all, was hardly susceptible to tears, but this film always had that effect
on her. She hated the way the brunnette, Jenny, died at the end of the film. It reminded her
so much of the way her Timmy had passed away not too long ago. Whereas she cried every time
as it made her recall her precious Timmy, she found solace in watching this movie - it made
her feel closer to him. And she needed that.
She was watching the part where the instrumental music was being heard in one scene
of the movie. The song was called "Where do I begin?" by Shirley Bassey. One of her favorites
of all time. Her mind drifted away from the movie as she reminisced about Timmy.
~*~ Where do I begin?
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love he brings to me
Where do I start? ~*~
She sat there, as the rain poured heavily outside, remembering her Timmy. From the
moment that she had sewed him up in the doll form that he had originally been in, she felt
strong, wonderful emotions regarding him. He had given her something that had been alien to
her her whole life (all 300 years!) Love. He had made her heart shine. Everything and anything
she did, it was all for him. After he became her doll, he seemed to have filled a vacant spot
in her life. She loved him, and he loved her back.
~*~ Like a summer rain
That cools the pavement with a patent leather shine
He came into my life and made the living fine
And gave a meaning to this empty world of mine
He fills my heart ~*~
It was kind of like the love Oliver shared for Jenny. Complete. It would never die.
Much in the same way Jenny called Oliver "preppy", Timmy called me "princess." But
unlike Oliver, Tabitha thought to herself, I won't move on and find someone else. My heart will
always belong to my Timmy.
She brushed a few tears aside. Her eyes traveled to a small bookshelf on one corner of
the room. There lay a large photo album that Timmy and Tabitha had put together themselves not
too long ago. She made her way over to the album, which was catching dust.
~*~ He fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely
With him along, who could be lonely
I reach for his hand, it's always there ~*~
Flipping it open, she looked at the caption on the first page. It read: TIMMY AND TABBY
-BEST FRIENDS FOREVER.
Tabitha sighed, feeling a yearning in her heart. She wanted Timmy to be with her always.
Was it too much to ask for?!
She peered into the photographs. Most were of the two of them. They looked so happy.
Looked. If only I could talk in present tense, Tim-Tim, she thought to herself, sighing
dejectedly.
She continued to stare at the pictures for another hour, mesmerized and enchanted by
all the good times they had shared together. Some of the pictures made her laugh - some made
her cry. But all in all, she knew deep down that the love she felt for him was as strong as
it had been when he was alive. Timmy had left a unconquerable impression on her mind and soul;
it would never leave - even if he did.
~*~ How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away
And he'll be there ~*~
Timmy's love for me and my love for him will last forever, Tabitha told herself knowingly. It can't be measured by the hours in a day; it is
infinite. Till the last star begins to burn, I am going to need him to be with me. And he will
be. Spiritually. And that's good enough.
She picked up one of his old white gloves that was strewn across the couch. She touched
it delicately, letting her fingers travel across the fabric slowly. She could almost feel Timmy
wearing that glove.
~*~ He fills my heart with very special things
With angels' songs, with wild imaginings
He fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go, I'm never lonely
With him along, who could be lonely
I reach for his hand, it's always there ~*~
The ending of the movie began to come up. It was the part where Oliver was alone and
he was talking to himself saying "What do you say about a twenty-five year old girl who died?
That she was brilliant and beautiful? That she loved Mozart, Bach. The Beatles....and me?"
She felt the same way Oliver was feeling at that moment of the movie. How could a
young boy, who had so much to live for, and who made so many people happy, die like that?
She suddenly realized that the last time she had seen this movie, she had been watching
it with Timmy. They had gone to the local Movie Mart and purchased the film, even though Tabitha
had seen it before. Timmy really didn't want to watch a love story - hence the title of the film,
but she forced him to. And he had realized why Tabby was so crazy over the movie. It was
wonderful. They both had cried when Jenny died.
"There's no happy ending!" Timmy had complained to Tabby.
"That's right, Tim-Tim," she had answered. "But there is a sequel where he meets
someone else and..."
He interrupted her. "No. Oliver is meant to be with Jenny. Dead or alive, they will
love each other forever."
She had smiled then, totally agreeing with him. It was how she felt now. Dead or alive
Timmy would always love Tabby. And vice versa.
Her eyes traveled to the window, which was drenched in rain. Her eyes took on the same
effect. Glassy, with tears.
~*~ How long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need him till the stars all burn away
And he'll be there ~*~
The movie ended with Oliver walking away as the sad music came up again. Tabitha picked
up her photo album and walked out of her living room.
Deep down, she knew that Timmy's spirit would always be strong and alive in her heart.
And that's all that mattered.....
{a/n: if u guys remember, this song was used in an episode of passions 4 tabitha and
timmy. i had 2 use it 4 a song fic. its 1 of my fave songs of all time. tabby & timmy are 2
of my fave characters. oh man, tears r coming 2 my eyes as i'm remembering parts of the movie.
its such a tearjerker. i love it. anybody who's seen it & agrees with me, tell me what u
think. & 2 those who havent heard of shirley bassey or seen the movie - u really should go
listen/watch it. the movie was voted as being in the top 10 romantic films of all time, &
shirley is a great singer.}