Till Next Time Till Next Time

Till Next Time

by:

Lily


disclaimer:No I don't own these characters.
Sex/violence/language:Nope
Author's note: This looks kinda like a poem but it's not. I can't do poetry. This is only a POV that I wrote and tried to put into decent formatting. This is also my first Buffy/Spike fanfic ever so it sucks a lot, ok
Feedback: Please please, I need feedback so feed me!!!!!!!
Dedications: To Astra, because she's the one that's been helping me on this site, she's the one that even got it in her head to do this, and it's our site. Plus she puts up with me.



Slayer, what is it about you that makes it so I can't get you out of my head?
At dawn, when I turn in before the sun rises, why is your face, your voice, and your scent, the last things to flow through my mind, as I close the door to my tomb?
Why is it that I love you?

It was so much simpler when all I wanted to do was sink my fangs into the soft flesh of your neck, adding your name to the list of slayers I've killed.
Hating you is so easy.
After all, you've done nothing but ruin my life, you and your little friends
You're even the reason my Dru left me!

I'd have killed you by now if not for this bloody chip in my head!
I should hate you with all my unbeating heart!
But I don't.
Of all the twisted things fate could have done to me, why this?!? Why?!?

These days I find myself obsessing over you.
In my dreams I even said "I love you."
Standing outside your house for hours, taking your pictures, stealing your clothes, building a shrine to you.
Some would consider that stalking.
I would consider that stalking if I didn't know this obsession the way I do.
From one sun set to the next, you're the only thing in my thoughts.

Even when you've rejected me, I still refuse to give up.
You said I was beneath you, the same exact thing Cecily told me that fateful night when I became one of the undead.
Those words tore at me like they did so many years ago.
They drove me back to my desires of killing you once more, but when I came upon you on sitting on your porch in such despair, with tears on your face, I only wanted to comfort you.

Pft! A vamp and a slayer!
Who would ever imagine such a thing?
And just a regular soulless vampire to boot!
Just because I don't have a soul doesn't mean I can't love.
I can love, and I DO love.

Now that solider boy is gone maybe I'll have a better chance.
I know the slayer says she is disgusted by me, but I still think she'll come around to seeing things my way.
I want her so badly.
I long for her, to be able to feel he soft skin and caress her body.
I'll have that, mark my words.
It won't be happening anytime soon though, the sun is begging to rise.
Until the next sunset luv, till next time

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