Willow sat with Tara on the roof of Xander's apartment. She had the same feelings of grief as Buffy did. Her eyes were still stained red from crying. She didn't know what she was going to do. She had known him practically her whole life, ever since kindergarten. She didn't know how to live without him. She didn't know if she could. She swallowed hard to try to keep the lump in her throat from surfacing.
"Are you hungry sweetie?" Tara asked sweetly.
"No" Willow said, trying to hold back tears. But it was no use. They slowly started to fall again as she let out a sigh and then a sob.
"Oh baby, it's gonna be okay" Tara said, trying to comfort her.
"No it isn't, he's gone Tara, Xander's dead, he's never coming back, I can't bring him back like I did Buffy, he's gone forever" Willow sobbed.
"I know it's hard now baby, but I promise it will get better, when my mom died, I felt like I would die, but eventually-"
"What, I forget?" Willow asked.
"No, you make room for him, in your heart, honey you'll always miss him, that pain will never go away, the pain of loss, but it will get better" Tara assured her.
"How?" Willow asked. "How can this possibly get better, I keep seeing him in my head, keep hearing his name, keep hearing his voice, but he's not there, and he never will be, not ever again."
"I know" Tara said as she held Willow.
"Please, just make it go away, please, please" Willow begged as she cried uncontrollably. "Please, I can't take it anymore, just make it go away."