To Angel, From Buffy.


And I waited
I stood
alone
Always
I waited.

Then I looked
saw the sky
stars,
they shone
mocking.

The sidewalk
cracked and grey
this place,
tired and worn.

I stood,
still,
on the grey sidewalk
staring at the stars,
thinking of you
of your brilliance
of you
forgetting me
again.

And I walked home
alone
again.