She told me she loved me.

I was stained with a roll, in a day not my own. And as you walked into my life, you showed what was needed to be shown

I know she doesn't, bloody hell, I'm not stupid. It's not everyday the Slayer goes up to you and tells you she's in love with you, now is it? Trying to make me feel better, I appreciate that, but it wasn't needed.

And I always knew what was right, just didn't know that I might, Peel away and choose to see was such different side.

She may not have loved me, but I loved her. Yes, me being in love, hardly believable.

And I will never see the sky...the same way

Buffy saw something in me, that everyone of her friends didn't see. I don't even know exactly what it was myself.

And I will learn to say good-bye to yesterday

I'll never see Buffy again, I know that. I'm dying. Well already dead, but I'm going to be more dead than usual, I know that. It doesn't hurt much really, thinking of her makes the pain go away.

And I will never seize to fly if held down

I'll always remember the Slayer's words and what she told me..

"This was meant to be worn by a champion…That's why I'm giving it to you."

Well, here I am, Champion and all saving the world. Never thought I'd be able to say that. More of a, "Here I am, causing chaos everywhere by just coming out at night."

And I will always reach too high

Buffy actually wanted to stay here with me. She must have lost it for a moment there, slayer-ness getting to her head.

The Lil'Bit relies on her, she knows that.

So why would she waste her time spending a last moment with me?

Cause I've seen...Cause I've seen...

Twilight

She shouldn't have bothered. Why cry because lil' o' me was dying? She trusted me to save the world, and I never back down. I go through with the job. Saved that bit from my evil days.

Never cared Never wanted Never sought to see what flaunted So on purpose So in my face Couldn't see in my own place And it was so easy not to behold what Icould hold But you taught me.. I could change whatever came within these shallow days

If I could see the Slayer just one last time…

As the sun shines through and pushes away and pushes ahead Fills the warmth of blue and leaves a chill instead and I didn't know that I could be so blind to all that is so real And as illusioned eyes I see there is so much to be revealed.

I would thank her for seeing the best in me.