What's the point here?

What's the point of being in a relationship when you know at the end of the day it will eat you inside out?
What's the point of loving someone when you are uncertain of the upcoming result?
What's the point of putting it all nicely together when you know one time the other behalf will crumb it into pieces?
What's the point of getting back when getting back is actually starting from the ground?
What's the point of giving chances when you know it's hopeless?
What's the point of hurting the pride when there's really no less to be found?
What's the point of noticing the small matters when there's a bigger one to be concerned?
What's the point of admitting the truth when the truth told is really a lie?
What's the point of coming into one's life when you're comfortable on your own?
What's the point of trying so hard when the other behalf don't seem to see it at all?
What's the point of admiring when you know it's just something you won't get?
What's the point of approaching someone just so that they'll kick you out of their life, shameful, isn't?

So, here's the one answer for all:

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