You’re the one who made the first move. You’re the one who was so obsessed with me that you wanted to eat me. You’re the one who said you’d kill me if I left you. You’re the one who owned me. You’re the one who drove all of those obsessive emotions and awakened mine, and you’re the one who all of a sudden doesn’t feel any of those feelings anymore?
I can’t believe I forced myself to feel emotions again just to make you happy and you tell me it was too late.
I can’t believe that you’re the one who lost their feelings first.
You told me you loved me this morning. I asked if you were sure. You said you wouldn’t waste your time telling me that if it weren’t true. So if you love me, why leave me? Are you now a completely different person? You aren’t the Asmond I met. You aren’t the Asmond I fell in love with, the one who would die by my side. The one who was inseparable from me—we were Gemini, remember? Eternally twined around each other, wanting to live inside each other’s body cavity, sharing a bond like no other that could never be broken.
You’re ending that now.
This must be a nightmare.
