Spike's p.o.v
It is never the right time for us to be together. My memory preserves your face forever. A baby angel picks up the pieces that you leave behind. Go away in peace, my love. I make a small imprint on your ghost. Nearly empty is the place that we used to call home. Even though I find it hard to say your name, my loyalty stays the same. Wishful thinking plays cruel jokes on my mind. A baby angel picks up the pieces that you leave behind. Go away in peace, my beautiful dove. Even though you were my only true best friend, I must move on.