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Title: Letter to a past lover.

Author: Mayra (

Time setting: After Tara left the Summer's house.

Disclaimer: I don't own Tara, Willow or any of the others, that's Josh's

dump luck.

Summary: Tara writes Willow a letter.

Note: Bair wit me, it's early.....


Dear Willow,

I woke up late this morning. I felt weak and defeated, the weather is the

same as my mood, it's raining, tears from the sky.

I lie in bed, wondering about what to do next, knowing I should probably do

SOMETHING. Willow, I first want you to know, I don't hate you. The second

thing I want you to know is that you hurt me very much, maybe even more then

you and me realize. You used me, tempered with my mind and killed my trust

in you.

Willow, why couldn't you just stop the magic? I know it's an addiction, and

that you are trying now, Dawnie told me you were doing very good, but why

didn't you stop before things got out of hand? Was it me, wasn't I helping

enough? Or didn't you see what you were doing. Please Will, tell me, let me

know what is going on in that head of yours. . .

Please understand that I had to go. For both of out goods. Willow, I still

love you, and you will always have a very special place in my heart, but I

need time, and a lot of it. I think we both need time.



She looked it over, scanned it over with her eyes, She exhaled deeply and

crushed the words with her hands. She knew she could never post this letter.

She threw it in with the rest of the crushed words in the paper basket and

lay down on the bed. She twisted her body so she could look out the window.

The tears had gone bigger, were coming faster. Her own tears matched the

ones of the gods.