After telling Dawn what I know I must tell her I turn and run.My breath
quickening. So,this is how the road ends? This is how Buffy finally
loses her
life for the greater good.I can't tell if I'm happy or sad,but I do
know I'm
terrified.
In those few precise moments of life I still have I think of what makes
me
the happiest. Because see,in a movie I watched with my mom when I was
little
angel came to a women and told her she was dead. He told her that if she
thought of the things she liked the most that they would be waiting for
her
at the end of the tunnel.
So I looked into the bright lights of energy ahead of my and thought of
my
favorite things...
Dawn's smile. Xander's witty remarks we all take for granted.Willow's
toughness that takes she seems to misplace except in a panicked
situation. Dawn's laugh. My mother's smell. Angel's kiss. Hmmm...Angel's
lips.
I sigh and take the final plunge into my doom. Willingly giving the
world my
gift. In this moment I am most thinkful for my friends.Because I know
they
will remember me. I will not become some slayer in a old book on a new
watchers shelf.
My name will mean more then others slayers because I accomplished
something.I
accomplished not only the battles of war,but of friendship,and
love...Love.
I was given the hearts of two wonderful men. Riley might of not worked
out, but
he showed me alot about myself.I 'll always love him, and Angel...God
Angel. He
was my first love,my first lover, and my first real sign that there was
a god.
He showed me that tomorrow was worth fighting for. I'll miss him.I know
he'll
miss me.I love him.I hope he knows how much.
I smile slightly as I feel death washing over me. Drawning me,but this
time
it's different from the first time. You know how they say your life
flashes
before your eyes? Well it doesn't. Only the select moments that realy
made you
who you are.
Moments when you met the people who surround you...moments when you see
your
loved ones die and some leave freely...moments that didn't realy seem
to
matter, because they were short moments in time...
A tear falls down my cheak as the moments pass that I
regret.Then...stillness.
I'm drifted away to the end of the road.
I'm gone.
