-16--Letters to the God-

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Dear Venti,

Two months. 

You tease me.

Do you enjoy my pain? Does it make you feel good? 

Where is my Venti? Barbatos, you have cursed me. Do you want to see me cry? Will that bring you back? Well tough, I cannot.

I have no more tears left for you.

My eyes are dry. 

What is sadness, pain?

Is it a frown when the handguard I am trying to make breaks? 

Or is it the nights I spent, exhausting my tears over your dead body? Is it the screams you cannot hear? The fainting? The breakdowns? 

Is it the way people now look at me with fear, scared that I shall snap at any given moment?

Is it? 

She who can no longer feel,

-Y/n

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