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Spike's POV

Dissapointments

There are many disappointments in life.

I've experienced most of them in spite.

I have many wounds

just 'cause I'm doomed.

I am one of the undead;

My bones as brittle as lead.

I have eternal life

for I am a creature of the night.

A Vampire, immortal.

But sadly, one of my loves is mortal.

Eventually she will die.

And when she does, I will cry.

Love is horrible, love is great.

Sometimes love can make you hate.

Loves hurts; I know.

I was "beneath" Cecily 122 years ago.

Sadly, she died.

But I did not cry.

She was mean to me.

But that she did not see.

I experienced her death.

Everything was a mess.

There was blood everywhere.

Some had even gotten in my hair.

Drucilla had screamed with joy

to see what destruction could come from her toy.

I was one of her dolls.

She sired me, after all.

Wishing joyfully

that it would be

just her and me.

AN: i wrote this out of boredrome at 2:00 in the morning, so don't bug me.