He thought he was protecting her. He thought that he was venomous, and he knew that it would be best- someday. Eventually. Maybe. But that didn’t seem to be what he was thinking, as he after he’d said it to her, her gaze fell dark, and full of a sadness he had never known from her bright eyes. Because he was thinking that it would hurt her a little, that he would have to hurt her to make sure she would be safe, and if he had to lie and tell her things about her he didn’t believe for just this instance, if it would mean she wouldn’t keep holding on- that she would be better off someday, because of it- then he would. But he didn’t know that everything he said would be taken into the deepest part of her heart.
That she immediately knew that she had suffocated him, when she hadn’t. That she knewthat she had ruined everything good for herself, again, that she’d fucked up, she’d let him down, she’d been too much, she’d been too little. She knew everything that wasn’t true and she was so sorry for that nothingness.
Because to her, in that moment, it was real.
And she would beg, through her tears, please. Please no. I’m sorry, whatever I’ve done, everything I’ve done please let me change it. Let me make it up to you- Saguru you’re the best, and one of the only good things in my life, please, please, please, I need you, don’t do this. I can change. I can be anything. Please please please.
He couldn’t know that when he pulled his hand out of both of hers there was a part of her which did not only break, but ceased to exist. It was torn away from her, out of her heart, and off of her soul.
I’ve broken up with her
I’ve broken
upwith herI’ve broken
up withher
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If anyone ever fucking tells you that roleplaying isn’t that hard
you should cut them because they’re a filthy lying bint.
“I concur!”