Sometimes he wishes that she had followed his lead, his words, his advices...at least to some extent.
Maybe he was selfish, maybe he was too greedy.
But he wants to have at least a standard for her, rather than a messy concussion of uncertain choices and untold emotions.
Wanting her to at least give some recognition, some thought to what he's trying to achieve for her.
Making her more radiant, more brighter than she could ever think of...but seemingly rejected.
Somehow, from here...his heart started aching blindly yet again.
Another attempt of finding itself out of a clear word of disappointment.
And he wondered why, as he stared blankly into an empty void.
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