Disclaimer: This song, Will you, is by P.O.D. I did not write it...though I
would have loved to such it is such a GREAT song.
Numair looked down at the sleeping girl. She was barely breathing. He sat down. She had a temperature. She was crying in her sleep, and just her hands shook. She moved her feet as if she was running from something. She was sick and it was clear to Numair that she needs help. She needs Alanna, he realized. He had come so close, but he knew deep in his heart the end was near for his love.
See you sitting in the bedroom She breaks down, breaks down Crying over something and staring into nothing Afraid now, hate now Wanting, needing, haunting It's killing me
It was painful to Numair to sit there and watch Daine suffer. He knew he had no healing magic. There was nothing he'd be able to do. The way she was clinging to the pillow made Numair cringe. She started to sake all over. Numair pulled the covers closer to her shoulders, but Daine kicked them off again so they were back down near her waist. Numair found it hard to realize that she had been alive all this time and if he had actually tried to look for her she'd be all right. The three-week hunt though all of Tortall wasn't enough. The King of Galla refused to let the army in his country so he wouldn't scare his people so soon after the Immortals war. He said the army would raise alarm, that it would be too much. He sent small search parties out, which was all he did. If Numair had pushed more, then they would of found her within days. Her dieing was his fault.
It's killing me Faking what has happened To live the life like that man I break down It's fake now
Numair started to wonder. If he had not fought with her she would have been happy and content to sit in their rooms and not wonder off. She would be safe and in his arms. She wouldn't be dieing. She wouldn't be lying there with nothing to hold onto. She wouldn't be crying. She wouldn't have a temperature. She wouldn't be scared. She wouldn't think she was...she was no one. She is someone. She's his wife, his love, and his life. She made him smile and laugh. She understood it when he couldn't explain things. She kept him from getting to vain. She did a lot more than she thinks she does. To watch her die was torture to Numair. To sit there knowing there was no one that could help her.
Will you? Will you still love me tomorrow? So will you? Stay with me today?
Numair had no way of saving her. He had no way of keeping her safe from what was happening. He could still remember when she had walked into his room an hour ago. She seemed so sweet and calm. He hugged her and kissed and started to tell her how much he loved and missed her. When he went to tell her she was never allowed out of his sight again he realized some was wrong.
Fade in and out of reason to fight the way she's feeling She breaks down, breaks down Going though the motions And holding on to hopes She dreams now, somehow
'You don't know who I am do you?' He had asked.
'No sir.' She whispered.
'You don't remember magic, or lessons, or Tortall?'
'No. I've never been to Tortall. Even if I did, I got sick and can't remember anything after, I...my mother died.'
'Sweet you didn't go crazy. You lost control, you were upset.'
'Don't call me that. How did you know that?'
'You can't remember me. Daine, just remember me now. Remember I love you.' Numair caressed her cheek.
'Who are you?'
'Your husband.' He whispered. Daine's eyes got wide in disbelief.
Shaken, mistaken, forsaken It's killing me Wishing you would change But he's always been this way If you leave now, I'll drown.
She started to calm in her sleep now. She started to look peaceful. Her breathing became normal and she relaxed. Numair held her hand to his cheek. He wished she would wake up in remember.
Will you? Will you still love me tomorrow? So will you? Will you stay with me today? Will you? Will you be here tomorrow? Will you remember yesterday?
Numair finally started to whisper to her. She started to sleep like she always had. Kit came over and chirped to her. Numair sighed and said:
This time I'm sorry... I'm sorry for this time...
Will you? Will you love me tomorrow? So will you? Will you stay with me today? Will you? Will you be here tomorrow?
Will you remember yesterday?
Just for those that might be confused Numair was saying the end of the song. It's not really sad, sad, but the lyrics are pretty truthful. The band's name is P.O.D and the name of the song is 'Will You?'. I just got the cd and I was trying to get a new chapter going and it took me three times hearing the song before being able to write it. If you don't like really hard rock I wouldn't recommend the song, but I love the lyrics...and the band!!
Numair's Angel
Numair looked down at the sleeping girl. She was barely breathing. He sat down. She had a temperature. She was crying in her sleep, and just her hands shook. She moved her feet as if she was running from something. She was sick and it was clear to Numair that she needs help. She needs Alanna, he realized. He had come so close, but he knew deep in his heart the end was near for his love.
See you sitting in the bedroom She breaks down, breaks down Crying over something and staring into nothing Afraid now, hate now Wanting, needing, haunting It's killing me
It was painful to Numair to sit there and watch Daine suffer. He knew he had no healing magic. There was nothing he'd be able to do. The way she was clinging to the pillow made Numair cringe. She started to sake all over. Numair pulled the covers closer to her shoulders, but Daine kicked them off again so they were back down near her waist. Numair found it hard to realize that she had been alive all this time and if he had actually tried to look for her she'd be all right. The three-week hunt though all of Tortall wasn't enough. The King of Galla refused to let the army in his country so he wouldn't scare his people so soon after the Immortals war. He said the army would raise alarm, that it would be too much. He sent small search parties out, which was all he did. If Numair had pushed more, then they would of found her within days. Her dieing was his fault.
It's killing me Faking what has happened To live the life like that man I break down It's fake now
Numair started to wonder. If he had not fought with her she would have been happy and content to sit in their rooms and not wonder off. She would be safe and in his arms. She wouldn't be dieing. She wouldn't be lying there with nothing to hold onto. She wouldn't be crying. She wouldn't have a temperature. She wouldn't be scared. She wouldn't think she was...she was no one. She is someone. She's his wife, his love, and his life. She made him smile and laugh. She understood it when he couldn't explain things. She kept him from getting to vain. She did a lot more than she thinks she does. To watch her die was torture to Numair. To sit there knowing there was no one that could help her.
Will you? Will you still love me tomorrow? So will you? Stay with me today?
Numair had no way of saving her. He had no way of keeping her safe from what was happening. He could still remember when she had walked into his room an hour ago. She seemed so sweet and calm. He hugged her and kissed and started to tell her how much he loved and missed her. When he went to tell her she was never allowed out of his sight again he realized some was wrong.
Fade in and out of reason to fight the way she's feeling She breaks down, breaks down Going though the motions And holding on to hopes She dreams now, somehow
'You don't know who I am do you?' He had asked.
'No sir.' She whispered.
'You don't remember magic, or lessons, or Tortall?'
'No. I've never been to Tortall. Even if I did, I got sick and can't remember anything after, I...my mother died.'
'Sweet you didn't go crazy. You lost control, you were upset.'
'Don't call me that. How did you know that?'
'You can't remember me. Daine, just remember me now. Remember I love you.' Numair caressed her cheek.
'Who are you?'
'Your husband.' He whispered. Daine's eyes got wide in disbelief.
Shaken, mistaken, forsaken It's killing me Wishing you would change But he's always been this way If you leave now, I'll drown.
She started to calm in her sleep now. She started to look peaceful. Her breathing became normal and she relaxed. Numair held her hand to his cheek. He wished she would wake up in remember.
Will you? Will you still love me tomorrow? So will you? Will you stay with me today? Will you? Will you be here tomorrow? Will you remember yesterday?
Numair finally started to whisper to her. She started to sleep like she always had. Kit came over and chirped to her. Numair sighed and said:
This time I'm sorry... I'm sorry for this time...
Will you? Will you love me tomorrow? So will you? Will you stay with me today? Will you? Will you be here tomorrow?
Will you remember yesterday?
Just for those that might be confused Numair was saying the end of the song. It's not really sad, sad, but the lyrics are pretty truthful. The band's name is P.O.D and the name of the song is 'Will You?'. I just got the cd and I was trying to get a new chapter going and it took me three times hearing the song before being able to write it. If you don't like really hard rock I wouldn't recommend the song, but I love the lyrics...and the band!!
Numair's Angel