Summary: Angel's POV, set after You're Welcome. Angel reflects on lost hopes, dreams, and love.
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"You're welcome." Her last words. Last. It's hard to believe. Just last year, she was here, laughing, smiling, being the girl I loved. But not anymore. Now I'm standing here, with rain pouring down, and I wonder, why? Why fight when I have no cause. Cordy, my best friend, the woman I loved, gone, just like that.
I have to wonder, is this fight really worth it? All these wonderful people, dead, and nobody will even win this fight. There can be no good without no evil. So how can anyone win, why even try. I don't even care about the Shanshu anymore. None of it matters without her.
She'll never know. She'll never know that I thought she was the most beautiful woman alive, that I believed she was perfect in every way possible, that, even though I didn't have a pulse, she made me feel more alive than anyone else ever has, even Buffy.
My dear, sweet Cordelia, will never know that even back in Sunnydale all those years ago, when I was with Buffy, that I actually was in love with her.
I will never get the chance to tell Cordy "I love you" because I am destined to roam this earth forever, even though my soul is dead, and she is destined for the stars. I never lived until I met her, and I never really died until she left. None of it matters anymore, I can never get her back. So goodbye my best friend, my angel, my love, and thank you, for showing me what love was. Goodbye.
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