Whenever I hear him softly whisper that he will always be by my side, I feel happy and blissful, filled with joy. Whenever I feel his steady heartbeat and warmth, I feel at ease.
However, in this process, I have increasingly exposed my own weakness. I start to be a little afraid that if Blake is not around, I really can't live. But Blake has comforted me with words many times, saying it's okay and not to worry, and hugging me tightly, which gives me a glimmer of relief.
The moment I saw Blake's back, I suddenly remembered the dream I had in the morning and became extremely uneasy. So, I worried that he would disappear again, and my heart became painful.
"...Really useless."
I am annoyed by my own weakness, and a surge of anger gradually rises in my chest. Have I always been such a weak person? If this continues, it will definitely make Blake feel uneasy. But despite thinking this way, I still rely on Blake's tenderness.
Too bad—.
