I feel like shit...

Left Side of Love


How do I start this?

How are you? I hope you are doing fine. Have you eaten? If you haven't, please do so.

I am trying to act cheery. I don't want to waste your time. I believe I have already done that.

You are probably just rolling your eyes right now and thinking why are you wasting your time reading this.

I would like to tell you that I appreciate the time you decided to spend on reading.

As you continue to read, I am no longer around.

I wish you all the best in life.

I hope you will be happier.

I can't remember when it all started.

It was like magic.

Unexpected... unplanned... It just happened.

I fell in love with you...

Everything was perfect.

Eversince I was young, my world revolved around you.

I looked up to you... you were always my hero.. my life... my everything.

I haved admired you in a way I never knew was possible. Completely... fully... irrevocably... selflessly...

Because of you, I wanted to become a better man.

I wanted to be worthy for you.

As the days went by, the perfect became even more perfect.

I laugh at that thought, is there such a thing like perfect perfection?

But despite the happiness, I started to grow worried.

I have never been this happy in my life.

I was afraid that all this has a price.

I was correct.

Loving you had a price.

But I wanted to take the risk. I have no one to blame but myself.

But no regrets... trust me, I enjoyed everything while it lasted.

But I was a complete coward.

Instead of fighting what I felt, I turned my back at you.

I am weak.

Guilt started to pile up, how the hell can I explain this longing I have with my own kin?

What if you found out and ridicule me?

I was afraid of rejection...

All my life I have been a pessimist.

I endured the silence and continued to let my feelings grow.

But I reached my own limits.

I cannot do this anymore.

I cannot find it in my heart to accept that you would never be mine.

I guess I will be alone - forever.

Before I leave, I wanted to tell you this.

I love you, Itachi.

I have loved you from the very start of my existence...

... and I will never love anyone else like the way I have loved you.

Sasuke was so stupid. He could have told him, he would listen. It would never have reached this point.

"Uchiha-san..." being called back to reality broke the trance Itachi was in. He looked up to face the man clad in a pale blue uniform.

"Yes?" he said. His voice sounded broken.

"We will be taking him to the morgue. Will you ride with us?" the man asked.

Itachi shook his head. "No. I will just follow you from behind." he said in almost a whisper.

The man nodded and left Itachi. The rest of the team hovered over. Picking the evidences, wiping the blood... and lastly taking the body away.

Itachi looked as the stretcher carried his brother's lifeless body.

Itachi's fingers crushed the paper in his hand.

He felt his chest gasping for air.

His vision started to blur

"Sasuke, why?" he whispered as the tears left his eyes.