"I told you I loved you"
Send me "I told you I loved you" for a time my muse told yours they loved them
She didn’t get it — why couldn’t she see it? He felt like he wore his feelings for her in the form of a huge blinking sign over his head, and yet here he was having to tie her up in his crypt just to get her to bloody listen. Did she think he enjoyed this? He didn’t — it was painful, and never-ending, and she just couldn’t see him.
… All I ask is that … that you try to see me …
Spike shook his head to dispel that train of thought, and he noticed she was finally stirring. Words and jabs were traded until finally he could hold in the words no longer. “I love you.” His hand reached out towards her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze — to see what feelings lurked in his eyes. He wanted her to know he meant it. He’d never felt this way about anybody before … maybe not even Dru. “No, look at me. I love you. You’re all I bloody think about… dream about. You’re in my gut… in my throat… I’m drowning in you Summers, drowning in you.”
