Why I Write

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Why do I write?

As funny as it sounds, 

I don't write for votes, reads, or comments. 

Why would I? What's the use of fame if the only person who benefits from it is—no one?

I write to feel what you feel. 

I write for a human heart

A heart that has come to understand, a heart that has come to look at a bigger picture

A heart that grows to be bigger than just a fist. 

I write, in hope that the people who read my words, read not just the words

But also the emotions.

Why would the last chapter be in Xander's point of view? And not Chip's? 

Have you wondered? 

I write

Not for you to see one side of the situation. 

I write

For you to see the point of view of Love. 

Is Xander selfish? 

Is he really? 

Is he?

Love makes you so selfish

Yet so selfless at the same time. 

Had Xander been selfish, he would choose his own happiness over Chip's, and stayed. Xander loves Chip and he knows that he himself would happily stay with Chip. 

Xander can't read minds—and therefore he thinks that Chip would be happier without a burden like himself. 

Xander chooses to carry the burden by himself—selflessly. 

He chooses to have his heart broken. 

Chip has his heart broken, but who the hell chooses to have their heart broken?

I write

In hope that the people who read this will bring joy to this world. 

Don't stand on Chip's side, 

Don't stand on Xander's side, 

Stand on Love's side. 

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I'm sorry, I just felt a little sad after reading all the comments on the epilogue. Just a little. 

I myself—if I were a reader—would hate Xander.

In fact, the way Xander left, was how my first love left. ^^ 

Unexplained.

No goodbye.

I feel so fragile right now, like I'm exposing my heart to you. 

But that's okay. 

Just for you. 

A Baker named Scandia made me smile. "I think of all the readers of this book as family", made me laugh. 

And in my dreams

I would set up a Bakery, named Baked Love. 

And each and every one of you would work with me

To bake some Love. 

-Cuppiecake

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