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Apr 20, 2005 11:41

Things are far too strained lately.

I've caught myself on the verge of giving up hope too many times for my comfort.

Buffy...I have to face facts. She's been lost for so long that she may not be coming home. It's not something I want to deal with, but there comes a time when you just have to deal.

I miss her terribly.

The scarf that she gave me when I was hauled off into that military hospital's been under my pillow every night since she left. It's all I have to hold on to. That, and my faith that if she's still alive, out there someplace, like Willow was, she'll find her way back.

I've pulled away from the group. I've never really felt like I belonged to them in the first place, not totally.

Distance. In both thought, and deed. It's not good for anyone, I know.

Sometimes, it's all you've got, though.

I've got to go hit something. A lot.
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