fellowshippers | Have you seen me lately?

TITLE: have you seen me lately
DISCLAIMER: not mine, didnt do it.
NOTES:okay, I know i promised some people a companion viggo fic to "Sand in my shoes", but

laura_iskra introduced me to this amazing Counting Crows song called "Have you seen me lately".
So, yadda yadda a new fic is born. sorry about the angst. but...the song made it inevitable!
This is for Laura, per la canzone e la ispirazione! *baci*

I heard a psychologist on a radio show say you should confront your feelings as often as possible. She said every person should find his or hers most convenient tool for letting pent up emotions out.
But I chose writing you a letter you wont ever, not if depends on my life, get.
Because nothing about my feelings, or you, would ever be convenient.
I am asking you to get away from me, just let me go. Believe me, this isnt gonna be easy, but I dont really need you.
Not when I think about it.
You would probably say right about now, that you cant get away from me if you are already away from me.
I talk to you on the phone every now and then, but we havent seen each other for 2 years.
I dont mind. I dont need you. All you have is a really, tiny, minuscule piece of me, and I figured, some people can live with only one kidney right? So surely I can live without that tiny piece of me. That you've got.
It's just that, I dont know myself anymore. I sometimes feel like a ghost.
When I talk to you on the phone, and I cant form the words properly anymore, you always say, somewhere out in America, it's raining. I shut up. Is that a metaphor I am expected to understand?
At the end of every conversation I say, could you tell me one thing you remember about me?
You say no.
You always say no and I dont understand.
So I am not going to call you anymore.
Because I remember everything.
How you loved to watch me sleep, always saying it's the breathing that does it for you.
How you used to paint me with your skin,
you would color me in.
Your green eyes, hovering above me, inside the fragile frame of my changed mind.
The black sky underneath which I saw you for the last time, the almost blue rain underneath which I kissed you for the first time.
But you dont remember.
It reminds me of the "Snow Queen". Remember how the boy got a piece of ice in his eyes and couldn't remember his sister?
stay with me on this, I guess that little piece of me somehow got stuck in your eyes and now you dont remember who I am.
And also, it's not only you. Nobody seems to notice me anymore. I am there but not really, you know?
Very strange I think.
I remember your white skin on mine. How much I hurt you sometimes.
But you dont. And that's okay. I'm alright, I dont need anyone.

I stopped writing this letter an hour ago and I called you. I wanted to give you one last shot. Maybe pull that little piece out of your eyes, cant you see me?
I said do you know all the little things that make up a memory?
Like an empty shell, you droned out that somewhere in fucking America it's raining.
I said could you tell me one last thing you remember about me?
You said I shouldn't be so obsessed with memories and get on with my life, and that people change, you cant stop the rain and blablabla.
But I'm coming now. I'll make the rain stop in your America, I'll take the ice out of your eyes, I'll make you see me.
And if it doesnt work.
If it doesnt work I'll take back your piece of me.

Have you seen me lately / Counting Crows

Get away from me
This isn't gonna be easy
But I don't need you
Believe me
You got a piece of me
But it's just a little piece of me
And I don't need anyone
And these days I feel like I'm fading away
Like sometimes when I hear myself on the radio
Have you seen me lately?
Have you seen me lately?
I was out on the radio starting to change
Somewhere out in America, it's starting to rain
Could you tell me the things you remember about me
And have you seen me lately?
I remember me
And all the little things that make up a memory
Like she said she loved to watch me sleep
Like she said:
"It's the breathing, it's the breathing in and out and in and..."
Have you seen me lately?
I was out on the radio starting to change
Somewhere out in America it's starting to rain
Could you tell me the things you remember about me
And have you seen me lately?
I guess I thought that someone would notice
I guess I thought somebody would say something
If I was missing
Can't you see me?
Come on color me in
Come on color me in
Give me your blue rain
Give me your black sky
Give me your green eyes
Come on give me your white skin
Come on give me your white skin
Come on give me your white skin
I was out on the radio starting to change
Somewhere out in America, it's starting to rain
Could you tell me the things you remember about me
And have you seen me lately?
Have you seen me lately

Have you seen me lately?

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