SORRY

by Shirlz

 

Disclaimer: Joss and Co are Gods, cruel Gods but Gods all the

same and as such they own all mentioned here.

Title and lyrics come from ‘Sorry Seems To Be The

Hardest Word’ by Elton John/Bernie Taupin

Rating: PG

Spoilers: The end of Season 3 onwards

Thanx: DB/SMG; work for being so quiet!

Author’s notes: ‘k, I was reading through some lyrics and I kinda

got inspired – apologies.

Lyrics in Italics

 

You’re leaving me. After everything we’ve been through together, everything we’ve shared, you’ve decided that you have to leave. You tell me that you’re not good enough for me and that you can’t give me what I deserve. That’s a cop out! You just don’t love me.

 

‘What have I got to do to make you love me

What have I got to do to make you care

What do I do when lightning strikes me

And I awake to find that you’re not there…’

You wouldn’t listen to my protests, to my point of view. You didn’t listen to a word I said. You had a script and you were not moving from it. In the end I got angry with you, I just wanted a reaction from you. You were like a damn automaton.

 

‘What do I do to make you want me

What have I got to do to be heard

What do I say when it’s all over

And sorry seems to be the hardest word…’

I thought we were going somewhere. You and I were the invincible team. It didn’t matter to me about children or sunlight, picnics in the park or any of that other stuff. All that mattered was you.

 

‘It’s sad, so sad

It’s a sad sad situation

And it’s getting more and more absurd

It’s sad, so sad

Why can’t we talk it over

Oh it seems to me

That sorry seems to be the hardest word…’

I stand and watch you through the smoke. Our eyes meet and for a split second I think I see the old you; the one who told me that they would never leave me, the one who said forever. But then it’s gone and you turn and walk away. No goodbye. No thanks for the memories. You just walk away leaving me and our love behind.

 

‘What do I do to make you love me

What have I got to do to be heard

What do I do when lightning strikes me

What have I got to do

What have I got to do

When sorry seems to be the hardest word’

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