Hello again! I'm sorry about any spelling errors or grammatical errors, but it's late, and I wanted to write this before my inspiration left and I decided that this would never see the light of day.
I don't own Naruto and I never will.
"Before he left me here; before his sanity decided to leave, I loved him. I wish that I had one chance to have him wake up beside him," thought Sakura, "But now, that is no longer possible."
After Sasuke left, took his revenge, and finding out the truth about why the massacre occurred, he was never the same. The delusions he had, they crippled him, they took away his strength. Sasuke was no longer living in his brother's shadow, but just in the shadow of his former self. With his sanity gone, along with being a rational person, he was easily caught. Sasuke, the once arrogant shinobi, now, just lolled around, occasionally mumbling it wasn't true. They were lying, whoever they were.
Sakura pitied him. She wanted to fix him, restore him to previous self: before abandoning the village and going with Orochimaru and the events after that. She wanted to see him smirk and tell her she was weak. Sakura would have done anything to help him; even with her medical training, she could not help him overcome those mental barriers. All she could do was wait and be by his side.
It had been a few years since his return to Konoha, since Sakura's world shattered. Yet, everyday, she would be there, encouraging him to get over it, to move on, to talk to her about what happened. Originally, nothing came out of those lips when Sakura questioned. Slowly, he would say things that confused Sakura, but those words encouraged her to learn more. Sakura would push the subject, not too hard, not wanting to break his delicate psyche.
Everyone else in Konoha gave up on him, but no, Sakura was convinced that he would get better. Admitted, she no longer "loved" Sasuke like her former fangirl days, but now, it was more of wanting to fill the loneliness in her heart and her empathy. No one understood that. Nobody would comprehend that. Villagers said she crazy, hell, even some of the other shinobi wondered about her as well. Still, Sakura visited him everyday, spending hours and hours with him.
After the all the years of helping Sasuke, Sakura began to wonder herself if she was going insane. Her relationships were shot, because of her need to help him. She wanted to Sasuke to regain his mind, to see the light of day again, even if it meant she had to suffer the stigmata of being insane after all of this. Sakura decided that it was her fate to suffer, to be the weak link, but she'd gladly take this fate if it meant for Sasuke's recovery and emergence back into the village. "Naruto would be so happy if that happened," Sakura said out loud after thinking about Sasuke's return to sanity. She glanced over to Sasuke, who still, was just slumped over in a chair. Sakura sighed and walked over to his side, and whispered in his ear, " I wish I could wake up beside, but at this point it seems to be naught. Even though, these feelings will never ebb away."