Disclaimer: I don't own any part of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, this is only profitless fan fiction. No need to sue.
I couldn't cry for you then. I was so fragile I was afraid of washing away.
But I would see you, and still feel black leather beneath my touch like the dresses I wear. Such sharp fangs framing an even sharper tongue, poetry would spill from your lips like gentle kisses in the rain, but I can't hear it... it's not meant for me anymore.
Could you always see the golden light beneath the bruises that covered her, the marks that you put there? Products of your own deprivation; a mask so you didn't have to see what you truly loved, who you truly loved. I know you can't admit it, but delicacy has turned to torment in your eyes and I've turned to ashes.
I wanted to run away. I needed to run away. But still, if you had told me I would forever be in your heart, I would give you one last kiss before I walked out that door.
It would only be a farewell of sorts. Perhaps of a beginning, the start of everything renewed again at the collision of your touch. We are so perfect for each other, one hundred years testify our devotion. Beloved, what went wrong?
Only in the graveyards did we find life, a passion to hot for even a temptress to handle. Behind walls that were stone, a pool of blood by mortality, we would break beyond all limits to show the world why we cared, who we were, and count the roses on gravestones before sunrise.
You never liked roses, did you? They reminded you too much of her. She which you promised to kill for me, but then when the tables turned, you held the shaft to my heart ... for her. For the slayer. Could you have imagined that uncalled for change when you first came here, when we first came to Sunnydale?
No, you couldn't have. I know you couldn't have. The only thing that you found more unfathomable than the colors only I could see, the songs I would cry to the heavens, and the feelings I put inside you...
... Was how you could trade my life for hers with a single wish, a slip of the tongue, and how you could love the very person you came here to destroy.