Dear Diary

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I own nothing.. not even Spike.. DAMN!

Pairing: Willow/Spike, mention of Willow/Oz

Authors Notes: Very Short. Willow's POV

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Dear Diary,

I'm 17, and I'm finally in real non-unrequited love. My heart flutters when I think of him. When he touches me I burn because he engulfs me, sets me on fire. I hope this never changes. But it must. It's all too perfect to be forever. Besides, there's his dark side as well.

I only truly know half of him. I know William, not Spike. I know the dark- haired poet who holds me at night and whispers his love to me in my ear. I'm not sure I even want to really know Spike. He frightens me. I think it's because I'm not ready to be like him. Not ready to embrace my dark side as well as my Willowy goodness side that everyone knows.

It doesn't matter now though. I'm still in love, and still with him. Yah, sometimes I worry about waking up all Grr.but only when Spike has surfaced that day and William asks about Eternal Life. Aside from that, no big gigantic worries.

Because I still love him.

Willow