The Game
Note: As wonderful as these characters are, I do not own them. They are from the brilliant mind of Joss Whedon.
This is a poem I wrote a while ago; I just tweaked it to fit the relationship between Spike and Buffy. This is post Wrecked 6th season. Enjoy.
Here we go again
The same song and dance I've heard
So many times before.
You come running to me
I imagine this time you really want me.
You use my body once again,
I imagine you want to take comfort in me.
You're ashamed because I'm your dirty little secret,
I imagine you really want to be proud of me.
You scramble off as soon as you can,
I imagine you really want to stay with me.
But, wait a minute,
You haven't run off just yet.
In fact, here you are, looking at me,
Laughing with me,
Talking to me.
Is this it?
Is this the moment my dead heart
Has been waiting so long for?
Can this finally be real?
No…
I didn't think so.
