When I fall, I fall hard. Like the first time I saw Buffy, and I mean that literally. She looked so beautiful, standing there in the sunlight. She smiled, and I skated into the handrail.
I didn't realize how hard I had fallen for Cordelia, until after I lost her.
I never meant to fall for Anya, but I did. Who in his right mind would fall in love with an ex-vengeance demon? Yeah, I guess that explains a lot about me.
After Anya, I didn't think I could ever fall in love again. And certainly not with Dawn Summers.