the sanctuary

I'll never get over them.
Ever.

"would you die for me?"
-Sato Mafuyu, given

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People always go on and on about how they want to be loved and cared for, how they're not getting enough attention, how they just want more of everything.
But have you ever stopped for a minute to think about how big of a burden someone's feeling are?
People give you their sincere feeling and expect you to except it, return it, just do something about it.
But what if you don't feel the same way? What if you feel nothing at all? Those that make you the villain? Those that make you heartless?
Every act of love, every confession, every gesture hurts. Because they're not mutual. Because it hurts the other person. Because the other person getting hurt wounds you deep inside the heart.
The look in their eyes, that sparkle of hope. The hope of something deep down you both know won't come true. It makes it hard to breathe sometimes when you think about it. The guilt starts eating away your flesh, starts burning your lungs, your heart, and suddenly your eyes hurt too. You realize it's because you're crying.
"Am I responsible for making them feel this way?" You ask yourself time and time again but there's no answer, only guilt.
"Am I really so bad because I don't feel the same?" You ask yourself time and time again but there's no answer, only guilt.
"Why do I always hurt those who love me?" You ask yourself time and time again but there's no answer, only guilt.
In the end, all that's left is guilt.

Jk, V

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