I always thought you were stronger.
I always did.
It came as such a shock when I found you broken, crying naked and vulnerable on my floor. Your skin was as pale as ice, and tears streamed down your face, crystalline. You had failed to brave this world alone. You had thought that your indifference and distance could save you.
You were wrong.
It hurt you so much, it broke you. I realized I was stronger, then.
And you know what? I didn't care.
You were so beautiful. Your dark eyes shone with unbridled pain, your lips were so red against the pale translucent skin. You were the pitch black of night, when stars failed. I wanted to hold you. I wanted to help you.
I didn't know what came over me, then. The sky was crying, you were crying, and suddenly, I was crying. I threw my arms around you and held you tight. I wanted to shield you. I wanted to mend you, I wanted to be your angel. I don't know why, I just did.
Even the strongest stone, when encased with ice, will break. I wanted to melt your frigid heart, and warm you. Your ice was your womb—I wanted you to be born. I needed you to feel sunlight and warmth and love. I wanted to save you from your world of death and danger. I wanted—no, needed, you to be happy. You were falling.
I want to hear you insult me with vigor. I wanted you to glare at me and smile later.
I want to be your all, Sasuke.
I touched your cheek... and then I kissed you. I would be your sunrise.
Sasuke...
Soon it would would be day.
Naruto...
I love you, Sasuke.
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Inspired by Black Balloon by Goo Goo Dolls.
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Ja.
Aimee