Some Meaningless Questions

It's so hard to manage this. You've been suffering over it for so long now. Thinking about it day after day leaves you heartbroken, day after day you're dying a little more. Even knowing everything, you still can't break free from this place.

You understand perfectly well—enough is enough, no more! It's time to leave everything behind and look ahead. Enough is enough!

You know you deserve better than this. You weren't born to suffer over something so pointless, or to live like this. So many good things are waiting for you, if only you could move away from here. Most importantly, that person you once dreamed of spending your life with—that very person has changed! Someone else entirely stands before your eyes now. That person is gone, your own beloved is dead today.

Yet try as you might, you can't do anything. Does love really blind us this much? Such helpless self-destruction before emotion, even knowing your ruin is inevitable! What kind of fate is this! You're being punished simply for having loved! Is this what love becomes?

The war goes on. Every moment. This battle between reason and emotion. Neither side will give an inch in this war. Even knowing death is certain, you can't escape from here. Something is holding you fast! What's holding you? Him? No no, he doesn't even exist! Wait, did he ever exist? I don't think so! Then what invisible thing have you gotten trapped in, from which you can no longer break free? These meaningless questions have become your entire existence today!