ok guys...this is new to me...i never done a song fic beofre and i was listening to the song Good Enough by Evanescence...so yeah...please read, review and rate...
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As Ты walked away from me, I watched. Your hips swayed, your hair bounced and your leg muscles flared with each stride. Ты know it makes me melt. How could I have ever denyed Ты a thing? I know Ты want me; Ты practically flaunt it. But I'm here for you, I now realise I can't deny Ты anything.
As Ты stasnd infront of me, like those countless times; your plunging necklines and outfits that hug every curve; I realise Ты have been teasing me, tempting me, tourturing me for more. Ты know I want еще -- I just can't let go of this dream. I feel that Ты have дана me (and the rest of the hospital, for that matter) enough signals of your feelings. I've denyed and objected mine, but now I feel ready. I feel ready for you.
I see Ты staring at me from your office -- I smile to myself __ rake it up honey, Ты might get to see еще of me. No, Ты WILL see еще of me; I've decided I can't say no to you. Maybe my drug addiction isn't because of pain, maybe it's because I've told myself for 20 years that you're to good for me -- I've gone nuts, but I don't care. You've driven me crazy -- no one else. But I will tell Ты this in time.
I've gone completely insane. Ты have fuelled my addiction so now I hallucinate you. You've taken over my mind and as I sit on the постель, кровати where I thought I made Любовь to Ты that night, I realise I'll never let it go. It's probably the closest thing to Ты I'm ever going to have -- so I feel good. It's taken me over 20 years, and one год in a mental asylum, to finally convince myself that I need you. It feels right.
Ты remember when I emerged from Mayfield, a год after my hallucination of you, a год after I asked Ты to Переместить in with me, a год after Ты fired me and a год after Ты saved me? Wll, Ты are my life, now. I thought -- no, wait -- I know I can't hold on to Ты after I told Ты about the hallucination. Ты saved me, yet I don't feel good enough.
Ты turned up on my doorstep later that night. A spark in your grey-ish eyes, Ты smiled and raised your arms to embrace me. I flinced and took a step back. Am I good enough for you? I'm the ex drug addict, I'm a barstard and I undermine you. I'm not good enough to Любовь you.
If Ты ask me that question, I can't say no to you.
"Do Ты Любовь me, House?" Ты asked.
I gulped. I'm in over my head, but deep down, I know we can make this work. "Yes," I replied before I brought my lips to yours. "I Любовь you, Lisa."
THE END
These are the song lyrics, by the way:
Under your spell again,
I can't say no to you.
Crave my heart, and it's bleeding in your hand,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let Ты torture me so sweetly,
Now I can't let go of this dream,
I can't breath, but I feel good enough.
I feel good enoigh, for you.
Drink up sweet decadence,
I can't say no to you.
And I've completely Остаться в живых myslef, but I don't mind,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let Ты conquer me completely,
Now I can't let go of this dream.
Can't believe that I feel good enough,
I feel good enough, for you.
And I'm still waiting for the rain,
To fall; pour real life down on me.
'Cause I can't hold on, to anything this good, now.
Am I good enough, for Ты to Любовь me too?
So take care of what Ты ask of me,
'Cause I can't say no.
REVIEW AND RATE PLEASE!!!
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As Ты walked away from me, I watched. Your hips swayed, your hair bounced and your leg muscles flared with each stride. Ты know it makes me melt. How could I have ever denyed Ты a thing? I know Ты want me; Ты practically flaunt it. But I'm here for you, I now realise I can't deny Ты anything.
As Ты stasnd infront of me, like those countless times; your plunging necklines and outfits that hug every curve; I realise Ты have been teasing me, tempting me, tourturing me for more. Ты know I want еще -- I just can't let go of this dream. I feel that Ты have дана me (and the rest of the hospital, for that matter) enough signals of your feelings. I've denyed and objected mine, but now I feel ready. I feel ready for you.
I see Ты staring at me from your office -- I smile to myself __ rake it up honey, Ты might get to see еще of me. No, Ты WILL see еще of me; I've decided I can't say no to you. Maybe my drug addiction isn't because of pain, maybe it's because I've told myself for 20 years that you're to good for me -- I've gone nuts, but I don't care. You've driven me crazy -- no one else. But I will tell Ты this in time.
I've gone completely insane. Ты have fuelled my addiction so now I hallucinate you. You've taken over my mind and as I sit on the постель, кровати where I thought I made Любовь to Ты that night, I realise I'll never let it go. It's probably the closest thing to Ты I'm ever going to have -- so I feel good. It's taken me over 20 years, and one год in a mental asylum, to finally convince myself that I need you. It feels right.
Ты remember when I emerged from Mayfield, a год after my hallucination of you, a год after I asked Ты to Переместить in with me, a год after Ты fired me and a год after Ты saved me? Wll, Ты are my life, now. I thought -- no, wait -- I know I can't hold on to Ты after I told Ты about the hallucination. Ты saved me, yet I don't feel good enough.
Ты turned up on my doorstep later that night. A spark in your grey-ish eyes, Ты smiled and raised your arms to embrace me. I flinced and took a step back. Am I good enough for you? I'm the ex drug addict, I'm a barstard and I undermine you. I'm not good enough to Любовь you.
If Ты ask me that question, I can't say no to you.
"Do Ты Любовь me, House?" Ты asked.
I gulped. I'm in over my head, but deep down, I know we can make this work. "Yes," I replied before I brought my lips to yours. "I Любовь you, Lisa."
THE END
These are the song lyrics, by the way:
Under your spell again,
I can't say no to you.
Crave my heart, and it's bleeding in your hand,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let Ты torture me so sweetly,
Now I can't let go of this dream,
I can't breath, but I feel good enough.
I feel good enoigh, for you.
Drink up sweet decadence,
I can't say no to you.
And I've completely Остаться в живых myslef, but I don't mind,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let Ты conquer me completely,
Now I can't let go of this dream.
Can't believe that I feel good enough,
I feel good enough, for you.
And I'm still waiting for the rain,
To fall; pour real life down on me.
'Cause I can't hold on, to anything this good, now.
Am I good enough, for Ты to Любовь me too?
So take care of what Ты ask of me,
'Cause I can't say no.
REVIEW AND RATE PLEASE!!!
I hope Ты like it and I'd Любовь some Комментарии and criticism.
Ruins
Once I was whole.
Then I bursted
painlessly
unconsciously
indifferently
but I did.
Now I stand in front
the ruins
of myself
and remain silent
in amazement.
A shadow on a wall
Without turning around
I know
it is you.
Why are Ты here?
Did Ты follow me?
Have Ты come here
to examine
the Фрукты of your labour?
And then I realize
Ты suffered
the same.
Both of us were not made
to win
in this game.
The shattered pieces
are not replaceable
not even
to be found.
So both of us
remain silent
and keep on
staring at the ground.
I'll tell Ты a little bit about myself first. No offense to hamerons, but i have always been a outright HUDDY fan.So I am obviously bouncing off the walls. When this seaseon starts, I feel like everyone has kind of abandoned House. I mean I get the whole pain in the a$$ thing but still. Wilson is the one that fixes everthing and for him to basically laugh at him when he apologizes is cruel. THe bright light at the end of the tunnel is Cuddy is going to do whatever it takes to make House happy above anyone else.
SO GO CUDDY!
SO GO CUDDY!