I think maybe you don't feel because once you felt too much and burnt out, and now the barrel is all empty, and the hollowness inside makes you angry, really angry, to the point where you start hating everything. And then there is this person who keeps the emptiness that's eating you at bay like a wild animal in the cage, always afraid that one day it will break free and attack, afraid of looking you in the eye and seeing a monster that is you. Truth is, monsters don't exist until there is fear. And if there is fear, there is no love.

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