I never expected for more, but I couldn't help hoping. I want him, and even as I give my self over to him, as I bare my body to his view and surrender my self to his touch, it is her he wants. Just as it was Tara before him. Everybody wants Beautiful Buffy. I'm just a substitute.

After he's done, he tells me to get out of his crypt and looks at me like I'm filthy, because I'm me and not Buffy.

What does he want from me?

Why can't he look around and see that I'm here for him and she's not?

Why does everyone love her, and use me? I love him, and give him everything, and he still cries out *her* name.

But I can't seem to stop going back.