Title: Sometimes, You Keep Loving Someone
Author: Jennie
Email: jllamb1118@aol.com
Website: In dreams…of silk and adamantium
Disclaimer: I know I don't own them, I just forget sometimes… The song belongs to Rob Thomas, great songwriter that he is… The lyrics are at the end.
Rating: Mature (explicit language, psychological issues)
Feedback: Always appreciated!
Pairing: Logan and Marie (Logan's point of view)
Summary: What do you do when someone you love might be going crazy? You keep loving them…
Archive: "In dreams…of silk and adamantium" and "Dolphin Haven." All others, please ask… I'll say yes.
Author Notes: This is a direct result of listening to Matchbox 20 at work, and not so much working. Just warning you… this is some sort of strange poem/song fic/stream-of-consciousness thingy.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to Terri for previewing this little offering for me. As always, I really appreciate your encouragement! And to CJ, you read my mind…I’ll be working on those ideas and your support means the world to me.
Dedication: This is for Scott, because, "there's a camel in the bowling alley. There's something just not right about that…" (What he always says about the video for this song…)
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sometimes, you keep loving someone
even when they're losing touch with reality
on a sunny day in August,
Marie said it's cold outside
and she handed me my raincoat
and she swears that the Moon
don't hang quite as high as it used to
these days
she's always worried about things like that
sometimes, you keep loving someone
even when its not convenient to you
Marie only sleeps when it's raining
until one of my nightmares wakes her
and she screams
and her voice is straining
and she says "baby
it's 3am
I must be lonely"
when she says "baby"
well, I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes
sometimes, you keep loving someone
even when they don't want you to
Marie told me today
that it's all gonna end
and it might as well be my fault
sometimes, you keep loving someone
because you still can see the person they were
Marie's got a little bit of something
(God, it's better than nothing)
and in her color portrait world
she believes that she's got it all
sometimes, you keep loving someone
because maybe it's you that's crazy
Marie thinks that Happiness could be
the mat that sits on our doorway
I told her that she might be right, but…
"yeah, and you're the fucking poster boy
for mental health, Logan"
And the rain's gonna wash away
I believe this
sometimes, you keep loving someone
because you just do
Marie believes that life
is made up of all that you're used to
and the clock on the wall
has been stuck at three for days,
and days
but outside, it's stopped raining
and I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes
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"3am"
Matchbox 20
From the album: Yourself or Someone Like You
Lyrics and music by Rob Thomas
Well, she said it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat
She's always worried about things like that
Well, she said it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault
And she only sleeps when it's raining
And she screams and her voice is straining
And she says baby
It's 3am I must be lonely
When she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away I believe it
She's got a little bit of something, God it's better than nothing
And in her color portrait world she believes that she's got it all
She swears the Moon don't hang quite as high as it used to
And she only sleeps when it's raining
And she screams and her voice is straining
And she says baby
Well, it's 3am I must be lonely
I hate it when she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away I believe this
She believes that life is made up of all that you're used to
And the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days
She thinks that Happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway, yeah
But outside, it's stopped raining
Yeah , and she says baby
Well, it's 3am I must be lonely
I hate it when she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes
And the rain's gonna wash away I believe this
Well, it's 3am must be lonely
Well, I hate it when she says baby
Well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes