No matter what kind of pain I have endured, I should know that the burden I bear should not be forcibly placed on others.
Now I see my wife, far from my side, seeing through the woman I love most, yet no matter what, I cannot bring her back to my side. At that moment, who can truly understand the deep pain within my heart?
If cruelty is a form of composure, I must not choose passivity. If this so-called poverty exists, it is merely because I dare not pursue my own dream.
In truth, ordinary people have their own ordinary troubles. Whether it's called love or pain, it's too generalized. The deep-seated pain in one's heart is known only to oneself and only those who have experienced their torture and hurt can truly understand.
