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*lays staring hard at a painting*

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*stares squinting hard* Aw MAN! I can NEVER see that dang ol' sailboat.

There is no sailboat.

Yeah, that's what I always think. But everyone else says they see it!

As it is a painting of myself there will never be a sailboat.

Oh...oh I see...so, how do I look at it to see the magic hidden picture?

Are you alright?

Not yet.

Do you need help?

I will recover on my own. It is a personal pain.

*cautiously*

Brand... are you alright?

No Hope, I am not alright. I just don't know how to fix myself.

Have you thought about finding someone else? A woman more suited for you?

*slowly looks over at her* So your decision has been reached.

I don't know, but what I do know is that I keep hurting you and you keep hurting me. The good we had between us keeps getting further and further from my mind and all I see is pain.

Was there any particular furniture you were fond of when you stayed with me?

Everything you made was beautiful, don't destroy it because of me. I don't know how to live with that guilt.

I can send it to you. I will not keep any of it. I cannot live with the thoughts of what might have been. I will not live knowing it is a home no more.

We'll always live with what might have been. You can try to avoid it, or hide from it, but it will always be there. You can make it a home again, I'm not the end of everything. There's probably hundreds of women looking for a man like you. I'm just the fool letting go.

A new house will be built. I do not wish to risk it again but that is my own business. *moves in to brush his lips over her head* Goodbye Hope. I wish you luck with what you're looking for. You are still under my protection if it is desired. *disappears*

I'm sorry. You'll never know how much. *lets her tears fall* I wish I knew what that was.

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