I've decided to write a letter I'll never send...
Dear Sasuke-kun,
Out of all the people I've know, you are the simplest. As complex you think you are, you're quite simple.
Out of all the people I have seen, you are the one we know most about. You try to pretend that you hide everything. But you don't.
You try to tell yourself that you are different. You are, everyone is different, but you don't hide your differences.
You seem to like that you are different. You seem to like showing your pain off to the world. Even the look
you always wear, that is supposed to be emotionless says "I've had more pain than you all, you don't know what you're thinking about."
Sometimes I actually wonder if you're even thinking. I wonder if your mind is even active. You look so dead.
Dead. Hah, is that what you think about? Death and the dead?
Does it make you feel better to show yourself images of dead loved ones... everyone feels pain. Not just you.
Naruto is different, he really hides his pain. He doesn't like to share his pain, he likes to share his happiness. He's the person everyone should look up to, yet they don't, and I don't treat him well myself, I don't know why I do that sometimes. See, even I'm more complex than you. You don't know my reasons for loving you, and sometimes I forget myself.
You think you don't understand yourself, have you even tried? Have you even thought about how we loved you? And maybe somewhere inside your heart, deep within it's endless shadows is a glint of light, of hope.
And maybe you might realize that you love us too. That is why you protect us. But you don't understand.
Your mind is miles behind your heart. Yes, you have a heart. You just forgot it, so it raced ahead of you in hope that you would see it and remember it was there. Stop thinking of the dead. The living are more important right now. But still, no matter what I say I know you'll always keep thinking of death. Just like your nicknames and how you affect everyone.
Just like Naruto was always Dead Last to you.
I was always Dead Weight.
But you, even if you're still breathing, your Dead.
Yes, out of all the living, you are the most dead.
Why are you dead? Because your mind is already decomposing. It's rotting in your head as your corpse walks around the town. Your thoughts have become corrupt. How can I see your thoughts? I told you, you're simple. I can almost predict your every move. That is how simple you are.
I know that what I think doesn't make a difference to you. But out of all the things that matter all you really need to remember is that you are simple and dead.
Simple and Dead.
Just like that person you think that you hate.
I love you because you are how you are. Why you are how you are, I don't know. But I still love you with all of my beating heart.
Your heart.
Even thought your as good as dead, I heard your heart beat. And by some chance, maybe you're still alive.
Simple and Alive. Yes, I like that a lot.
Love, Sakura
Angelkicat- Crap. Crap. Crap.
Sakura- What happened?
Angelkicat- This fic sucks... It lacks figurativeness.
Sakura- Technically I wrote it....
Angelkicat- Okay. All bad reviews go to you then.
Sakura- That's just mean...