And then he realized, he had been fighting a war that wasn't his own. For so many years he had been fighting to please everyone else...he was no longer his own. All that remained was simply walking away. But the pain that one small act brought was more than anyone could know. How do you finally give up and walk away from everything that you love and everything that you've worked so hard to be?
A/N: I guess this was originally a plot bunny, but I'm working on a story now that this kinda fits into, and so now I'm not sue exactly what it is. If anyone wants to take it and give it a loving home feel free to do so, just let me know so I can read :)