I Sang a Song
I sang a song. I laugh to myself at how ridicules that seems. I bloody sang a song to buffy, full out music in the air song. I dont think she liked it much though. Took off running after. Didn't even stay for a drink. Oh-well.It worked out pretty well in the end though I think anyways. Most everyone else I'm sure are running around like ninnies, there secrets out. But I have nothing to hide. Like she didn't know I was her willing slave.
I harshly throw my cigarette to the ground, and smirk to myself. Just like her though. Only heard what she wanted to.
When I went to warn her about Dawn, she acted as though all I sang was how I wanted her to go away. Only heard what wanted to is right. What she DIDN'T seem to hear me sing, was how much it hurts to be around her because she doesn't love me, and that she can make me feel, that if my heart could beat it would beat for her. But still she doesn't love me, but tortures me instead. So THATS why, I sang, to let me be. Let me rest in peace. ONLY since it hurts to be around her, cuz I try, and I try, and still she doesn't seem to care. But still I sang a song.
I say it all turned out well in the end, cuz I got that kiss. That one AMAZING kiss. I'll never forget it for the rest of my existence. I saved her to ya know. Pulled her away from dancin herself into flames. Big hero am I right? Oh who bloody cares! I got that kiss!
I know what'll happen though. Nothing. She'll start talkin like it wasn't anything. A laps in judgment, which is nothing new for Buffy. Can never decide what she wants, or at least will never admit it. But oh-well. For that perfect moment I got that kiss. And I sang a song....
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