Willow sat on her bed in her room, tears running down her face. She looked at the blackness outside her window. Everything was gone. She had nothing. He left. There was nothing left to keep her around. She turned on her radio.
Call you up in the middle
of the night,
Like a firefly without
a light,
You were there like a slow
torch burning,
I was a key that could
use a little turning.
Willow began to sob. She went into the kitchen.
So tired that I couldn't
even sleep
So many secrets I couldn't
keep
Promised myself I wouldn't
weep,
One more promise I could
keep.
Willow came back with a knife.
Its seems no one can help
me now
I'm in too deep
There's no way out
This time I have really
led myself astray.
She turned the knife over in her hands, marveling at the sharpness.
Runaway train never going
back
Wrong way on a one way
track
Seems like I should be
getting somewhere
Somehow I'm neither here
no there.
She cut her wrist, watching the blood bubble up.
Can you help me remember
how to smile
Make it all seem worthwhile
How on earth did I get
so jaded
Life's mystery seems so
faded
She slashed her other wrist.
I can go where no one else can
go
I know what no one else knows
Here I am just drownin' in the rain
With a ticket for a runaway train
It was getting hard to breathe. She closed her weary eyes.
And everything seems cut
and dry
Day and night, earth and
sky
Somehow I just don't believe
it
Spike walked into her room, back for her, to tell her he loved her.
Runaway train never going
back
Wrong way on a one way
track
Seems like I should be
getting somewhere
Somehow I just don't believe
it.
He was too late. He lost her. She left him. He picked her up and carried her to the belcony.
Buffy found Willow next to a pile of ashes the next morning.
Bought a ticket for a runaway
train
Like a madman laughin'
at the rain
A little out of touch,
little insane
Just easier than dealing
with the pain.
Buffy hoped they were together, wherever they were. They both got the rest they so deserved.
THE END.