Sasuke angst...
I don't own it. another one of those 100 word drabble collections...
Tired. That's how I really feel right now. All my senses one by one, closes on me, as my body gave in to the rest that I have denied it for so long. Resting on a corner of whatever street he was in. Not minding the danger and stupidity of the idea. So even, my body has the nerve to abandon me.
I hate to be alone. Not before. Not now.
But I still close all my doors and leave a very little, if none, crack on the window.
"Not enough hatred my ass!"
Echo rang thru the quite night.