Wishing You Were Here...
By Anne

Dislaimer: This story doesn't actually have their names in it but I guess you know its about Buffy and Angel. So anyway, don't own 'em, even though I wish I did, I don't. I mean if I did, I wouldn't have took Angel off the show or let him leave, sorry but it just shouldn't happen, but I still worship the man called Joss, who by the way owns them so blame him.
Authors note: So this is my first fanfic, short and sweet, just to get my main point across, ya' know. So feedback is welcome even if it is harsh, if you don't like it well, thats just to bad. I'll cry about it I promise, so it has no spoilers except the fact that Angel left, which you already know if you read the disclaimer, so thanks for the time and I'll let you get to the reading.


I see him. Standing there, staring at me with longing eyes. I wait for the usual flutters to pass through . Ones that set me on edge, and remind me of him. I turn away, the pain almost unbearable. I think to myself, Was is all really worth all the agony I indore after all the love is over? I begin to remember the moonlight walks and the stolen kisses that made everything right in the world.

I look back up at him. Still staring at me. A harsh laugh escapes my lips and I wonder where it came from. I see him, every inch of him now. Not taking one thing for granted. His distinct jaw line, plush lips, darks eyes that make me want to drown in their sea of darkness. He turns around as if to walk away, my face shrivels as I know I am about to cry and a part of me is going to die. Then he fades in the darkness and I am left alone. I yell his name, but he doesn't come back and I sob until my chest hurts.

I wake up with a startle and try not to awake my roommate while I get ready for my clsses, to start a new day, of my new life, without him.