Oh Maia, I’m crying so hard. This is overwhelmingly beautiful .

“When am I quiet inside?”

Understanding dawned. “When you’re with me.”

“Not just with you, pet. Focused on you. Absorbed in you. When I’m lost in you, I’m peaceful. The rest of the time...”

Yes. I never thought of this but you’re so right and it gave even more depth to the connection between Spike and Buffy and what she means/meant to him.
What he did for her.

She loved obnoxious, violent, restless, destructive, hyper-sexual, loving, devoted, passionate, intrepid, paradoxical, larger-than-life Spike.
A fabulous list.

I do understand how Buffy misses Spike.. of course I do. But you also enlightened so wonderfully why William was worthy of her love too.
You pictured the two personalities so richly, so powerfully.

And she has to say good-bye.
It’s poignant and gorgeous and altogether tears and peace inspiring.


I will keep this in my heart for a long time. The beauty of it will help me through the day.

Thank you so much for this piece of pure poetry.

P.S Would you mind if I used this line :No quiet, ‘cept lost in you. No rest. on my front page journal? I would credit you , needless to say.