"Last Words"
Dear Buffy,
I'm leaving love. I'm no coming back. I suppose you don't really care though do you? You don't care and you never did. I'm just like a thing to you I can't be evil can't be good. Well I'm Through with that. I just don't give a damn any more. I can't understand this world. Why it would put such horrid creatures in itself knowing that the only reason they lived was to destroy it? I don't understand humans. I never did even when I was one, then I thought they were complex and mysterious, now I look at a human and I can read them like a book. I can see what there feeling. It used to scare me. Not any more. Now I get it. Humans are just pawns between good and evil. They ultimately decide the out come of this never ending war. Because with out them there would be no war you see the only thing evil things want to do is destroy and good things want to stop them from destroying so they don't destroy the world and the humans. But if there were no humans the evil things would just destroy and the good things would have no reason to stop them. So now I know what a human is, a pawn, a simple toy to a greater power be it good or evil. In that way they are simple, but if this is all they are meant for then why have so many feelings and such. That is why I don't understand them. Further more I don't understand me. If humans are pawns well I'm not a human, and evil things destroy well I'm not that either, and I'm sure as hell not good. So what am I? What am I to this world? I have to find out. Buffy there is one last thing I don't understand. You. I don't understand you. Your drawn to evil yet you fight for good. You have so much love yet you refuse to open your heart. Your no human Buffy. Your no pawn. Your just you and I except that is why I fell in love with you. Well I must finish these ongoing ranting, my train will be here in an hour. I just needed to say goodbye. I couldn't do it to your face. Because vampires aren't supposed to cry. I know you won't cry your heart out for me but I believe you will understand. I used to be a poet , that was such a long time ago but I said to myself what the hell, I'm no romantic Buffy so don't take this that way just take as what it is.
When I look into your eyes I see the look of sad moon light.
The look of death of mirth and power
A look of hope of love and come the hour
You will fight
For you believe in what is right
But what is right
Do you even know
Perhaps right is your true foe
In your eyes I see so much
And deep within my never beating heart your gaze does touch
You are the will
The way
The power
But shall you win or fail when comes the hour?
I love you Slayer.
Goodbye,
William the Bloody (formally know as Spike)
