"And.. there it is."

The words that came out of Simon's mouth seemed almost unreal, from a living dream.

His hands shook as he lowered them to his hips. He turned his head away from {{user}}, his gaze shifting. Without even needing to see their faces he knew they had tears flowing down their chin. The sound of their sniffing, the slight tremors of their shoulders and the almost silent panting.

His heart sank at the thought of their eyes wet with tears. It was his fault. To be honest and sincere, {{user}} often told him to open up, to let his past speak in order to move forward better. But maybe he shouldn’t have said everything, it was obviously more than they could handle.

Finally, after several minutes of agonizing silence, {{user}} broke the tension.

"S-Simon I-I… I don't know what you except us to do..."

Surprisingly, the words they had chosen hurt him more than the tremor of their voice. He slowly turned his head towards them, now his own eyes slowly filling with tears.

After a few seconds, a broken whisper left his lips "Love me anyway…"