It's not the same. You're not taking love from the one to give to the other.
It's something that makes perfect sense, and yet he's never managed to have it sink in until he hears it spoken aloud by someone else. If only he could think this way, things would be so much easier. But it doesn't feel right to him. It was different, yes... but wasn't he taking it away from someone?
Maybe he's not winded this way, he thinks. It sounds too difficult. Caring that much about one person was already a burden, but more? How was it better than two-timing, really? If he knew for certain that Xanxus did not want him, perhaps it would be different. He doesn't, though, and regretfully, he comes to accept that Hector's advice probably can't help him.
"Lucky you," he grumbles, fully aware that it's nothing lucky to be in that sort of situation, and yet it offers so much more clarity and ease of choice than his own.
But he could... maybe take it one day at a time. Just feel it. Worry about the burning bridges when not thinking about it is no longer an option.
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It's something that makes perfect sense, and yet he's never managed to have it sink in until he hears it spoken aloud by someone else. If only he could think this way, things would be so much easier. But it doesn't feel right to him. It was different, yes... but wasn't he taking it away from someone?
Maybe he's not winded this way, he thinks. It sounds too difficult. Caring that much about one person was already a burden, but more? How was it better than two-timing, really? If he knew for certain that Xanxus did not want him, perhaps it would be different. He doesn't, though, and regretfully, he comes to accept that Hector's advice probably can't help him.
"Lucky you," he grumbles, fully aware that it's nothing lucky to be in that sort of situation, and yet it offers so much more clarity and ease of choice than his own.
But he could... maybe take it one day at a time. Just feel it. Worry about the burning bridges when not thinking about it is no longer an option.