Disclaimer: I don't own Willow or those she has ever loved. I don't get
money... only therapy... and I have to pay for that one myself.
Read and Review pretty please with Spikey goodness drizzled in honey and chocolate on top... ummmm... Spikey goodness.
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What is Love?
Willow
What is love? Is it attached to a gender? Or is it more? Is it a heart that sings in time with your own, or the part of your soul that you never knew existed until you saw it staring back at you, within the eyes of the person that soul is attached too? And what if you lose that love, that soul? Can you love again?
I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself. But it seems that I always did, when it came to looking for love that is. In that I'm about as conventional as where I live, nothing is ever simple here. I guess that was why I thought I found more than a brotherly love in Xander, I saw a spirit in him that reflected my own. He watched me grow up, grew up with me, watched over me as I did him. We saved each other in our youth; we were each other's heroes. I never thought I'd find one away from him. I thought we were always going to be together. I guess in a way, we always will.
Then I met Oz, and a spirit and heart so open and wise and yet so sweet and innocent at the same time. I saw in him a part of myself that I never thought existed, I saw myself beautiful and strong, he made me that way. We were different, but our love, our shared heart, well, it brought us together. But it wasn't enough, when it comes to hearts, it never truly is.
I knew then that I there was something different in me, besides being a witch, but maybe not. For I met Tara and suddenly everything seemed right. I looked into her eyes and I felt a connection, our magic vibrated as one, so did our hearts and it was like I found my soul, as though it was given back to me in the moment my hand touched hers and our magic intertwined. When she died... a part of me died with her, its not back, but I'm moving on. I have to believe I can, or else, what's left?
So now, I have Kennedy, she isn't Tara, Oz, or even Xander, we don't have anything in common save an attraction, we are different and that scares me, to give up Tara's memory for something I'm not sure is real. But, I know that my Tara would want me to be happy. I don't love Kennedy yet, maybe I never will. But for now, she makes me happy, for now, until I find my heart again, it will have to do.
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This started out as a one shot just for Willow... but I got an idea from watching one too many BtVS and AtS created music videos. And now it may become a series analyzing every character I like's love life, cuz, well I don't have one of my own.
Read and Review pretty please with Spikey goodness drizzled in honey and chocolate on top... ummmm... Spikey goodness.
~*~*~*~
What is Love?
Willow
What is love? Is it attached to a gender? Or is it more? Is it a heart that sings in time with your own, or the part of your soul that you never knew existed until you saw it staring back at you, within the eyes of the person that soul is attached too? And what if you lose that love, that soul? Can you love again?
I suppose I'm getting ahead of myself. But it seems that I always did, when it came to looking for love that is. In that I'm about as conventional as where I live, nothing is ever simple here. I guess that was why I thought I found more than a brotherly love in Xander, I saw a spirit in him that reflected my own. He watched me grow up, grew up with me, watched over me as I did him. We saved each other in our youth; we were each other's heroes. I never thought I'd find one away from him. I thought we were always going to be together. I guess in a way, we always will.
Then I met Oz, and a spirit and heart so open and wise and yet so sweet and innocent at the same time. I saw in him a part of myself that I never thought existed, I saw myself beautiful and strong, he made me that way. We were different, but our love, our shared heart, well, it brought us together. But it wasn't enough, when it comes to hearts, it never truly is.
I knew then that I there was something different in me, besides being a witch, but maybe not. For I met Tara and suddenly everything seemed right. I looked into her eyes and I felt a connection, our magic vibrated as one, so did our hearts and it was like I found my soul, as though it was given back to me in the moment my hand touched hers and our magic intertwined. When she died... a part of me died with her, its not back, but I'm moving on. I have to believe I can, or else, what's left?
So now, I have Kennedy, she isn't Tara, Oz, or even Xander, we don't have anything in common save an attraction, we are different and that scares me, to give up Tara's memory for something I'm not sure is real. But, I know that my Tara would want me to be happy. I don't love Kennedy yet, maybe I never will. But for now, she makes me happy, for now, until I find my heart again, it will have to do.
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This started out as a one shot just for Willow... but I got an idea from watching one too many BtVS and AtS created music videos. And now it may become a series analyzing every character I like's love life, cuz, well I don't have one of my own.