Apples and Oranges ||>
SUMMARY: Willow has a choice to make.
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NOTE: This is set in my imaginary world where Willow and Spike got
together after Wild at Heart instead of her hooking up with
I walk alone. I suppose I was always really alone, but during
high school with Oz I felt complete. I felt whole. But he swore
he loved me, only to leave too. When he left, I became alone again.
Then there was Spike... Spike is a weird situation. He makes me
feel like someone, the only human on earth that has the love of
an evil without a soul.
But even as I gaze on his wiry toughness, I feel separate and
just as alone as I always have. He, like Oz, is from a different
world. Domesticated maybe, but the fact remains that even though
we seem together, we are a world apart.
And now that Oz is back in my life, I see them both in my perhiphery.
Each makes up a part of my double vision. They are completely
different in every way and they make me a better person. Each
in his own way, in a different way. Except for one thing. The
similarity which is the only one that has an impact on my happiness...
the togetherness that I crave: They both might be visitors on
a different planet. I can touch them but they will never be here,
in the same dimension as me.
And yet strangely I must choose. People pull me to choose between
these two men that are so different and yet so perfect. I don't
think I can. Is it possible to choose between apples and oranges?
One so sweet and deep, the other so bright and tart... they are
I could look at perfection as a model, but neither is perfect.
And those imperfections make the light they shine within me even
brighter for it. Oz sings song that make my ears tingle.... Spike
makes my heart want to stop with his silken bite. Oz.... Spike.
I see them now, together, talking. I wonder if they talk about
me, and neither of them sees my heart being torn in two just looking
at them. What am I supposed to do? How do I act with them together,
throwing me completely out of my mind? So I walk away. They say
time heals all wounds.... maybe it'll teach me the differences
between an apple and an orange too.