A/N Reflection on Anya's death after Chosen. Xander's POV.

Sometimes I wonder where she belonged
if it was to the dark or light
or if she wandered the shadows alone
no matter which, she was still a sight.

I wonder if the threads of fate knew
that our paths would cross
or if it was coincidence
and we were both found because we were both lost.

It was my fault it didn't work
I let my heart be blinded by fears
and when I finally gained the courage
the only thing I had left to give was tears.

It's funny that you never realize
what you've lost until it's gone
she always did do crazy things
like spilling her blood to ensure a new dawn.

Her name won't be immortalized in stone
Her body was burned in hells embers
for a past demon she was the most human
and it's her I'll always remember.