pursuing you is a suicide mission. You are the opposite of what I need, yet you manage to be all I want. I don’t know what I’m doing, nobody does. I’m sacrificing everything for you, and getting nothing in return? Everyone says I’m blind to it, but I know that loving you is destroying me, and yet I’m still fixated on playing this game.

But like you said, this isn’t a game anymore. This is a war.