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I stood there and watched as Angelus crumbled to the floor. It seemed like an eternity before he got up and stared at me through loving eyes. I knew it was for real because I had that feeling as I had everytime I was with him.
" Buffy, what's wrong? What's going on? Oh, what happened to your arm?" Angel asked.
" Angel?" I said quietly as the tears started flowing down my face. I knew he was back, *my* Angel. He was back! I dropped my sword and ran towards him and fell into his arms. How wonderful it felt to be with him! I never wanted to leave. Never! Then it happened. Alactha opened its mouth. My body and soul pleaded with destiny to let me keep him, never let go, but destiny always wins. I told him that I loved him and with one last desperate kiss he told me he loved me too. I asked him to close his eyes and with a bewildered look he did. I stood there for hours, but most likely minutes and looked at what was the love of my life. At last I raised my sword and shoved it into his stomach. His eyes flew open,asking me, why? And with his last breath he called my name. and again he was gone and again it was my fault. Always my fault.
I made my way slowly through the sleeping town and I knew I must leave, forever. I went home, packed, wrote a note to my mom, and was gone.
Now here I am, on a GreyHound bus going nowhere. All I can think about is what I have done, I killed Angel. I should have be thinking, Yea! I just saved the world! Again. But I couldn't stop my self. Angel, if you can hear me please know I will always love you no matter what. And I hope you can forgive me.
I love you. Always and forever.
Good-bye, my Angel.
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