Blonde Over Blue Blonde over Blue 

By Kyra Sorcere ~ 1998 

Usual disclamers apply: Ray Vecchio belongs to Alliance. Blonde Over Blue
belongs to Billy Joel. I am borrowing both for the purpose of this story
and I will return them when I'm done. 

It's been two weeks. Two weeks since the... fight. I'm still no closer to
making my decision. So, after spending sleepless nights staring at the
wall, I thought I'd write you a letter. Who knows, maybe it will help me
to sort things out. I doubt if you'll ever see this but... 

Some days when I'm far away
 In a lonely room in a cold seclusion
 

I didn't want to leave, but I had no choice. I had to think and I needed
to do it away from Chicago. Why? Everything I see there reminds me of you.
And when I think of you, I see your spiked hair, your sly come-hither
stare... one look from you and all rational thought flys out the window.
Not that it's an unpleasant feeling, but I want this decision to made in a
calm state of mind. 

Some nights when I'm wound so tight
 There is no release, there is no solution
 

You see, everytime I imagine what a relationship with you would be like, I
remember how happy I was with Connor. Connor broke my heart into a
thousand pieces and danced the Highland Fling on them. I don't think I can
bear to go through all the betrayal and suffering again. I guess you could
say that my relationship with Connor was similiar to your relationship
with Stella. In a sense, Connor was my "high school sweetheart" and I
spent seven years with him. I was deeply in love with him and he with me.
Or so I thought. Then one day, he left because "I had changed" and he
couldn't deal with it. It's been three years but I still remember that day
so vividly... 

And that's the other thing. I don't want to be hurt and I don't want to
hurt you. The pain on your face when you talk of Stella... . I don't want
to add to the pain. 

In hell there's a big hotel
 Where the bar just closed and the window never opened
 

I feel as if I am in hell. I can't go back and I can't go forward. I don't
want to lose you and I'm afraid to be with you. I know every relationship
has the good days and the bad, but I don't know if I can handle the bad
days anymore... 

No phone so you can't call home
 And the T.V. works, but the clicker is broken
 But in the darkness I see your light turned on
 You know my weakness, you know how
 I respond to
 

You. Despite my thoughts and fears, it all comes back to you. The way you
make me feel whenever I'm with you. The way you can always make me laugh.
With you, there is just the two of us, lost in our own little universe. 

Blonde over blue... your hands are cold, your eyes are fire
 Blonde over blue... they shine as though you're burning inside
 

My heart burns with so many desires. I want to feel your hands hold me
tight with all their strength and power. I want to lean back in those arms
where I feel so safe and protected. 

I want to gaze into your deep blue eyes, the eyes that blaze so brightly.
The eyes that reveal your inner emotions - the fire of your desire, your
anguish and your pain, your fierce determination and your sly wit. 

One word from you is all I need to be inspired
 Blonde over blue... I need your inspiration tonight
 

I think what frightens me the most is that despite all my reservations, I
want to be with you. Can I really do it? Can I override my doubts and
fears to be with you? 

I think now of your question. The answer, my Ray, is yes. 

The End