Listen, I never asked for you two to happen to me.
I don’t know what made you guys think you could just pick up someone’s heart and look at it for a while out of curiosity and then put it back unchanged,
but you can’t.
I didn’t ask for this, you just came and picked me up like a kid picking up a crab on the beach.
As a kid, did you ever think about how the crab felt? Or did you just want to see how it’s legs moved in the air out of a destructive fascination? Why can’t you just be happy watching the crab from a distance while it goes about its life?
Or maybe you just didn’t understand that it could feel something.
I have always empathized more with crabs than other people.
If only I could be more like a crab, I’d pinch the hell out of you assholes.
Not enough to do any damage, because even when I’m mad you both I don’t feel any less for you. Just enough to sting.
Enough to make you think, “Shit, that was a bad thing for me to do.”
I don’t want you to change, because I don’t think you can and I’m not in the habit of asking for the moon and the stars, but I do want you to be sorry.
It’s time you learned how to empathize with creatures different from you, even crustaceans.