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He never loved me. Period. I couldn't help but let all the tears out for I had held them in for to long. I sobbed like a child, I stared at my reflection feeling nothing but self-pity. I had held a small burst of hope that Sasuke would consider me or at least become friends again like we were in freshmen year.I had helped him whenever he had asked for me always…always. I had even let my hair grow into beautiful long locks of pink, taking care to never mistreat it so that it would stay soft, just for him to see.

I kept looking at myself; the light mascara that I wore was making wild streams down my checks, my eyes were becoming swollen, snot was already running, my face was crinkled. I felt so hideous looking at my reflection it was so crooked, so out of place.

I had tried so hard to make him notice me, dressing my best whenever we had the same classes and taking care that my makeup never left any doubt of perfection. But he never noticed…to him I was just there, another person in the class. I coulden't helb but grabbed my head in despair and screamed silently. Why would he want to break me, make the first scares in my heart. My heart was aching so much it was unbearable, I curled myself into a ball on the cold floor and let my hopes crash down. I could still see myself in the mirror and could help but let my inner self tell me that this is the reason why he did not love me, I was weak of heart and spirit.

Never once had I felt so terrible even when Sasuke held and kissed other girls. It seemed that he paraded his trophy girlfriends in front of me. Was I just too much of a shadow to him...why did it have to be so agonizing to try and fall. The first time I saw him I knew that he would be a handsome guy to look out for, so I swore to never fall for him but I did. After we first started to talk I made a new promise to never let him invade my heart, I knew I was to tender and not one to resist but I promised myself that i would not fall for him but...I fell...Hard.

I told my friend Ino about my promise so that she could always remind me and when the time came to remind me I said that I was okay with liking him but not loving him. I kept looking at the mirror and saw my face; it was ghostly pale and empty. But my mind was not empty it was filled with memories. I remember admitting to myself one night that I loved Sasuke. That night I decided to end those foolish feelings by avoiding him or even looking at him, I was in high school and it was stupid to say you loved someone. But fate on the other hand must have told Sasuke that somebody who was tied to him threated to cut loose because the very next day Sasuke talked to me and he pulled me aside after class just to talk to me. I was surprised but I let my aching heat to tie itself with him once more. It didn't realy concern me that he had waited until everyone left to talk to me.

I told Ino about this and she had just looked at me and smiled saying "Sakura its good to love," but she had been looking at Shikamaru not Sasuke while she said this. I wanted to forget everything, all the talks the jokes and confusing touches Sauske had given me. This love had been a step further than what is good and bad. I had been so optimistic that a guy like him would love me that I had let my dreams go beyond the innocent. My reality that had been so calm was suddenly turned into black terror, I realized I could not control my body. Loving him was not what I wanted at all, I had been a good friend to him I made him feel comfortable around me enough for him to sometimes brush his hands against my hand. I let him take my breath when he needed thrill in his life and it was never returned,I had helped him out when his girlfriend had become to obsessive. I had been stupid, foolish and naive to let him use me as his pity project for his friends to see and question him about it. Maybe he felt embarassed to be seen with a pink haired freak...I don't know. I feet so lost here in my own room, in my own mind.

My eyes wandered aimlessly around my room, pictures of my friends mostly covered the lime colored walls but there were also pictures of things that made me love Sasuke. Determination, confidence and beauty were mostly portraid by him in the pictures we secretly took together, when we were friends.

I remembered climbing on my bed and pinning them on the wall with a hammer, the nails were in deep…the pictures had to be torn down. I felt that all my tears had finally run out but I felt salty water meet my trembling lips. I looked out the window and saw the moon, it had always reminded me of Sasukes beauty even when I was far from konoha. Hell even the night reminded me of him…I don't think that feeling like this is healthy, my love turned into an obsession that's what I feel, but maybe I haven't really cracked myself into insanity yet.

I can't believe that I broke myself over him, this is so disappointing. Ino would understand but I feel like I can't face her in my hopeless misery. I'm just tired, I want to sleep perhaps forever. But I will not do something stupid to hurt my body, family and friends at least thats what i want to belive but i have no time to think because sleep sweetly releases my mind from the grasps of reality.

The red glare of the sun against my eyelids woke me from a haunting dream of romance. It was normal I suppose, to have salt rubbed on one's cuts before they heal. I slowly rose and let the cool breeze hit my face, I turned away not wanting to be comforted and looked at the clock. It read 6:32. I wake up at 6:00…I had never missed that mark in a long time, in that half hour a dream had been formulated to drown my heart deeper into freezing water. It feels as though a thousand years went by in my sleep and as though all that time wasn't enough to stop thinking of Sasuke.

My arms were cold and the morning breeze was not helping so I shut it with a loud snap and made my way towards my bathroom. I turned the knob to let warm water onto my hands, when I was content with the temperature I splashed my eyes with it and began to massage my face slapping more and more water towards my face. As the warmth hit me it helped my mind to process my actions of the previous night. I shook my wet face letting water drops smear the mirror I wiped it off with my hand leaving behind a foggy trace. Now that I was thinking in a more conscience way I let my hand fumble with my hair preparing to make it fall into my face so that my eyes were not as visible to the outside world or at least the people in school. Half way through picking a hairstyle I stopped, it was Saturday. So much for thinking rationally, I let my arms fall to my sides with a sigh. My hair was a mess, it made me sick to see how long it was it hinted reminders of why it was the length it was. "I should cut it off" I muttered, I looked up mildly surprised because I had not meant to actually think that aloud, it usually was the work of my mischievous inner. But thinking about it wasn't such a bad in fact it might be my first step…to recovery.

I wished than for nothing else than to forget all about Sasuke, he had no intention of ever returning the warmth I had so willingly given and not to a request but to a silent demand of his alluring character. I evaluated this idea on top of the toilet seat, sometimes the best place to think.

My hand ran over the long locks and I decided that it could be a positive way to begin. My lips formed a small smile my eyes downcast to the decision. Maybe I should call Ino but I feel as though I have to do this alone…as a trial to see if I can overcome this pain with my own support, my friend would help but I have to do this one thing alone. I closed my eyes and sighed it would be a long day from here out. A shower would help a lot right now so I opened the glass door and turned the hot water handle to a steaming consistence and began to strip my shirt and bra off.

My upper half was cold but anticipating the warmth of the water so I hurriedly unbuttoned my shorts and let my undergarments fall to the floor. The hot water left reddening skin but it felt great. I let the water run over me for at least fifteen minutes, not really giving a damn about water conservation something I had usually keep in check. I grabbed my expensive shampoo, courtesy of Ino, and made sure to massage my hair and let all of the filth wash off. It would be my last time caring for it…maybe it would be a good idea to donate it but my inner suddenly screeched "NOOO! Sakura if you're gonna get rid of it you make sure you completely destroy it!"

"Ugh not even thinking about what good it could do are you?" I can hear her smirking, usually she would say things like that, when you do something do it completely never leave it unfinished. I rolled my eyes and made a final rinse and stepped out of the shower. I chose a purple colored asymmetrical tulip hem top with black skinny jeans and velvet grey strappy platforms. "Whew" Nobody will know about my little breakdown I thought smiling lightly at myself, okay...time to get this haircut.

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