Staring into the rain I stop to think 'is it all worth it, is revenge, is hate really worth losing everything?' This fleeting thought scares me. Makes me question myself. An Uchiha is never wrong, he should never question himself. He wasn't that important, they weren't that important. Their love can never fill that void he made; they can never clean the darkness away from my heart. The only way to save myself, to make myself whole once more is to kill Itachi, I must kill him, he ruined everything.
Then again what was everything? Back then, when my family was alive I never felt love, I was never recognized as anything but, Itachi's dunce of a brother. My own father didn't even believe in me.
Back then the world was so different. I've changed since then, I've felt love, I've been loved. Maybe, just maybe I can be loved again when this is over; maybe he'll wait for me. Just maybe he'll love me and won't find someone new. Maybe he'll understand that killing Itachi is something I just have to do.