A distant memory of love.
It seems so far out of reach when he could blindly give his love and devotion to the one that was worthy. How he wish he still could live in those moments, but where did it all shatter? When? His memories seemingly clear, yet vague. He clearly remembers the moment when his world shattered, but when did it happen? This was one of many details plaguing his mind.
He can still want to love, still able to give his unique brand of gentle, cute and selfless kindness to all. But a rogue thought keeps him recoiling at the smallest, faintest of hints of love. Unable to distinguish between friendly or true love, this fear terrifies him. He knows the reason for this developed fear - he wishes to never be hurt again. For it was the one who he trusted the most, the one he finally believed in, had faith in, someone truly special. At the time, she was his Goddess, now she represents something else. A reminder, a symbol, the horror.
Before and since then, friends and family al