// green is the color of envy after all

it does for everyone.
one simply must know where to look for it.

other times it appears to you.
you just need to choose to follow it, no matter how much it may hurt.

it will be worth it in the end.

that purpose was something you made yourself.

you can find one again too.

and i understand if it seems like reconciling with this is difficult.. but when’s something like that not?

nobody wants to follow the path that leads to themselves.
but that is why you must take it.

*it pained him to see them like that. but he couldnt do anything more than speak. than listen. than remind him of what he knew.*

i don’t know if that is..

*what good is a light if it can’t even guide someone?*

…

if you believe it to be so..

you could try.

but please, remember what i’ve said.

life is confusing, friend.
that is what makes it so special.

the devil you know is better than the devil you don't.

have you ever thought they may be jealous?
perhaps they simply wish to be unique too.

people tend to do that.
bringing others down so they can build themselves from the rubble they break off.

life is never easy, it never will be.
you will simply have other problems to deal with.

as they say..

...

there's someone out there who will need your help.
i'll be here with you until you can find that person.

people do love you. as you are.

you do not need to change yourself just for them to like you more.
if you have to do that for them, they don't deserve you.

we're all here for a reason, some of us just haven't found it yet.

it's just what tends to affect the most people, not something wrong with you.

you are not a mistake.
nobody is.

we're simply of the same name and appearance..
and yet, even those fluctuate.

i do not believe that is important, in the end.
we're us, and that is all that matters.

...

*softer now.*

and you wish to listen to other people, telling you what you should be, what you must do?

you gave them power over yourself.
you let their will override your own.

*he went to place a hand on her shoulder.*

your purpose is well-intended.. yes, but..
this isn't the correct way.

right, right..

if that's the case.. why do you feel so obligated to do it?

one should do it to those willing to do the same.
not those who fight against it.

*his tone became sterner, but only by a little.*

you'll only hurt them like that.
and i know that.. you want anything but that.

things such as this tend to happen when there's a big commotion.

it doesn't mean you are any lesser.

there is no need to be sorry for it, it's a natural thing to experience.

*he took another step closer, soles clinking against the floor with an oddly familiar rhythm.*

a noble cause. i see.

and how do they see it?
is it the same as you do?

*a warm gust of wind blew from somewhere unknown. and then.. he appeared.*

to answer that you should think about it a little further.
so let me help you get started with a question.

why do you do it?

mike isn't the issue here.

it's you.
you cannot just.. shed away a part of yourself.

you might have pretended to be someone else during that time, but those feelings, those words..

they're you. and they still remain as such.

every little interaction.. was still you.