Oh, dearest friend, remember how I told you I've lost my mind? Well, I still have not regained it. This madness won't leave me, and at times, I contemplate letting it win. But would it be worth it? Perhaps, perhaps not. Why must such things be so complicated? Did you ever feel this way? No, you are the more sensible of the two; perhaps you've never been bothered by such useless emotions. Such emotions will only lead to despair. There's no such thing as love that consumes you to oblivion, is there?
This madness consumes my every thought, and at times, I truly hate it, while at other times it's the only thing that makes me smile like a fool. Tell me, friend, do you have a solution? After all, you normally specialize in fixing things, even the most broken of things. I laugh and cry without reason. I wish for all emotions to go to leave me as hollow as the world believes me to be.
Is this the price I must pay for daring to want, for daring to dream? To continue to lose my sanity, no matter what I try, nothing works.