They fit together perfectly,
Knowing so unknowingly,
And still they sit everyday,
Knowing that their blue skies could turn to gray,
If they make one impulsive move,
If each other they let sooth,
Their feelings are again put on hold,
Not a single soul either one has told,
And yet everyone knows of their deep devotion,
And how they approach each other with such emotion,
They work close together face to face,
Angel and Cordelia Chase,
Going from professional to emotional in one single flash,
Averting apocalypses and turning vampire to ash,
But the one thing they want is too much to acquire,
Putting work before love means ignoring desire,
Both cursed with powers they can hardly control,
They both make up two parts of a whole,
Into the future her brown eyes see,
Connecting them to the powers that be,
Hard times bring them closer but they're still worlds apart,
Breaking is his un-beating heart,
Though technically he's no longer living,
His heart and soul to her he's giving,
Captured by love and torn apart by the curse,
Thinking it couldn't get any worse,
But he was wrong and to a false path he was led,
Hundreds of years of pain captured in one second when he found out she was dead,
But still he continues to fight because she gave him the strength,
The value of life is not measured by its length,
As he looked at the place she stood seconds ago, maybe two,
With his eyes filled with tears he whispered, "thank you"