The Letter
My Dear Buffy,
I don't know if you'll actually read this so if you throw it away because you recognize my handwriting and you get upset, so be it. But at least let me tell you what's been happening.
Your old rival Cordelia and I have reunited in L.A., kudos to her for actually being nice to me. But even with my new purpose and my new goals. Even a new friend, I can't sleep at all, knowing you're fighting vampires and I can't be there to help you. I'm not asking you to take me back, but I just want you to know I haven't forgotten you. Then again, turns out there's vampires in L.A. too. I even had to save Cordy from one of 'em. It's hard to believe that, but for every sunny day here, there's a dark and bleak night. It's almost like something out of a film noir. I'm going on a tangent here, maybe doing a bit of a Willow, but I want to tell you this, I want to tell you everything. I have to confess I miss you.
In truth it was right for me to leave. Think about it: If what we had had continued, Angelus may have returned again! It's not like that goes completely away once I get my soul back. Please understand that me leaving was the greatest gift I gave you: I at least let you have a shot at aspects of a normal life. Now you can date normal boys instead of vampires with souls who risk killing everyone. Even with this sacrifice and the fact that you're probably still upset about it, just promise me you won't forget me.
Yours in spirit forever,
Angel