Monologue on Love: 愛は何ですか？(what is love?)

What is love?Speaking your mind out,giving your opinions as if you were an expert in that field.What makes you think that you are good enough to talk about a subject so pure and innocent.It angers me deeply how you talk about your preference for women when you are not worthy of choosing and you go on saying things you think makes her feel good but end up hurting her deep.Do you acknowledge this pain?or are you simply ignoring it.Maybe your sadistic side enjoys watching her weep for you.Do you want her to be in pain?Is it to avenge your agonizing past?You elaborate on you life as if it were a top rate film.What is the definition of pain?The pain you've experienced couldn't stack up to my feet if you know what I've been through.What do you know about disappointment in love?To watch someone you 'LOVE' being taken away,thrown around and abused by the public and yet could never ever do something about it.What could someone as ordinary as myself do for you anyway.These honest and true feelings that have been pooling in my heart are spilling over the brim but i can never confront you for it.I can never get close enough to you.After all in the public's eye,you are the greatest.No one holds a candle to you

saa.....
well this is the first ever monologue I've ever written.^^