Dear Bastard

[baroqueangel]

Title: Dear Bastard
Pairing/Characters: Ed, Roy
Rating: PG
Warning: Angst, bad song fic, swearing, OOC Ed
Words: 524
Summary: Roy’s been an idiot and it’s time for Ed to let go.
A.N: I was listening to Jeff Buckley’s version of Hallelujah, this happened, I have no control over my insanity. I know it kinda sucks.

Dear BastardRoy

Writing this letter is not easy so you best read the whole damn thing and not just throw it straight out. But then why would you have any reason to believe it wasn’t just a simple love letter from your lover? I wouldn’t have any other reason to write you, would I?
I really wanted to be there to punch you in the face but I was advised by my brother and some of our mutual friends that that would be a bad idea. I still disagree but whatever.
I’ve been sat for hours trying to work out what to write. I figured that the sound of my voice and my fist would have portrayed enough but I’m not sure how to do the same thing with only words. I wish I were a writer and not an alchemist, this would be so much easier. I suppose I’m just baffled right now.

The baffled king composing Hallelujah

I didn’t believe them at first you know. I told them they were wrong, that you wouldn’t do that to me. I didn’t really like the proof they showed me. You were tied to the kitchen chair, our kitchen chair, by her! I don’t know if it’s easier or harder knowing you cheated on me with a woman, probably harder considering it was THAT woman!

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
                She tied you to her kitchen chair

It’s not like you haven’t cheated on me before though is it? We’ve been here before but last time I was stupid enough to forgive you. Not this time Roy! I used to think that we could get through everything together but I was wrong. We’re broken and it’s your fault.

Baby I’ve been here before, I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor
                But love is not a victory march, it’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

I suppose it could just be that you were lonely, I have been really busy this month but you used to let me know what was going on with you and now you don’t show that to me do you? It used to be good Roy. It used to be really good but whatever we had is gone now.

There was a time when you let me know, what’s really going on below, But now you never show that to me do ya

You have taught me something though, I’ve learned something about love and that’s how to pre-empt the inevitable. You may have cheated on me Roy but I’m the one kicking you to the curb. You can have all the fun you want with your new whore.

All I’ve ever learnt from love, was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya

I’ve seen the light, finally, and it’s your turn to be cold, it’s your turn to have the broken heart. I can’t do it anymore Roy, I just can’t!

It’s not a cry that you hear at night, it’s not somebody who’s seen the light, it’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Goodbye bastard, see you never!

Your EX-lover

Edward