Buffy,

Everytime I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And everytime I see you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you baby

I may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this is my sorry

Im miss you Buff. More then I miss the sun, and the daylight, and my happiness. If I could have been there I would have. If I could have traded your life for mine I would have in a second. You were my constant. My constant reminder of all that was good in this world. People have said that absence makes the heart grow fonder but you not being her is making me weak. I need you. My fighting for good and searching for redemption was all meaningless Buffy, you weren't. Life without you is going to be hard and painful, but you told me once that that's what being strong is. And I'm going to be strong. You saved me once when I thought I had no reason left to live. There's no way left for me to repay except to keep going and that's what I'll do. I love with all of my soul, though it may be cursed, you were the only one who ever had control over it. More than I even did. I give you my eternal love.



` Always, Angel



Angel took the paper and lit a match he burned it with a single blood red rose.







"I'm gonna go out for a while guys, I'll be back before sunrise." Angel said.



"Angel, where are you going?"



"I have to do something, I promise I'll be back soon."

And he left.



"Where do you think hes goin?" Gunn asked.

Cordy raised her eyebrows, "I'm not sure, I just hope he's not gonna pull another sunrise suicide."



"Do you want us to go after him?"



Wes interrupted, "I think we should just let him go, I'm sure he'll be fine."



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Angel made the long drive to Sunnydale. Thinking about Buffy the whole way there. He reached the cemetery where Willow said Buffy was buried. He searched for Buffy's grave. It didn't take him long.



He kneeled down and gave the headstone a delicate kiss. He sprinkled the ashes of the note over the grave. He spoke softly, "I love you" as he stood up. He turned to leave, the wind whistled whipping against his cold body. A voice in the breeze was quiet and comforting. "I love you, too" Angel drove away knowing he would be OK. Buffy had forgiven him and she was happy wherever she was.



THE END