A soft laugh.
"How do I feel about you? Do you really need to ask, Sasuke-kun? I feel…I feel angry. And hurt, too. You left the village…you abandoned Naruto and I and…you wouldn't let me come with you. Even if you had to pursue your revenge, you wouldn't let me come with and help you and…even though I understand why now, it doesn't make it hurt any less that you'd try so hard to sever bonds I treasured so much.
I'm hurt and angry that you…that after three years, after you got your revenge you wouldn't come home. I'm…I'm confused that you'd join the Akatsuki, that you'd betray the village and start hurting people that had nothing to do with what you brother did, and that you still wouldn't talk to us.
I'm…scared. I'm afraid of that person I saw the last time we met, afraid that all the things that I loved about you might be gone and consumed by that darkness you embraced, that I might have lost the Sasuke-kun we spent so long trying to find. I'm…I'm frightened that you'll fight Naruto after all, and when it's all done I'll be alone and both of you will be gone. I don't know…what I'll do when you're gone and everything we spent so long living for is lost.
I wonder…if I'll understand…what Madara meant and wants for the world if that happens, because…because despite it all, even though I shouldn't and I tried to make it stop…I still love you, Sasuke-kun. The real you, the one I know is buried somewhere deep inside all the pain and hate and loneliness, the one I can still feel my bond to, still connecting us.
I…I still love you, and I think…what makes me most afraid about that, is how alone I'm going to feel for the rest of my life if you're gone."