I have never been hungry. Not really.
I've been 'I haven't eaten in a few hours so now I feel like eating' hungry, but I have never been truly hungry. I've never missed a meal because my family couldn't afford to feed everyone. I have never went days without a full meal so that my younger siblings could eat.I have never had to worry about where my next meal will come from.
But HE has.
He promised me he would eat. He promised. He can't live like this. Literally.
Why won't he just let me help him? That boy and his stupid pride.
It's not charity, idiot. I just want to do what I can for someone that I care about. A lot.
He thinks I pity him. I don't pity him. I've seen him make every sacrifice necessary to take care of his family. I have seen him starve himself so that his younger siblings never know true hunger. No, he is not someone to be pitied, he is someone to be respected. I have never pitied him, I just worry about him. I just want to feed him.
And, if I'm honest, I just want him to let me love him.
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