/lit/ - Literature

>tfw butterfly will never give you mediocre readings of Thus Spoke Zarathustra as you drift to sleep on lazy sunday afternoons
>tfw you will never frolic with her in the epicurean garden you cultivated together, enjoying the simple pleasures of life and nature
>tfw you will never sit together near a babbling brook in silence, the soft trickling water and rustling of leaves saying everything that needs to be said
>tfw you will never shitpost together on /lit/ and laugh at the bitter responses
>tfw butterfly will never hold you close to her bosom and call you her property, the soft thumping of her sweet heart washing away all your worries and stress
why even live?