void purpose

why ? life takes away my loved ones, places that belong to me, organized pretty tales like memories- it takes all of them while I am trying - infinitely to protect them, to let them stay by my side, to be in their presence, just to hear them, just for the scent of those. whats the purpose of it all, when I have to let them go, again and again and again despite all my plans against this loop what's the purpose of life, when it's all soo sad what's the reason to live and be stuck, just to be called "she's alive" while being empty inside why nature has to be sad.