Puzzle realized

Long time ago a boy loved a puzzle, he tried to solve it. He began to search for the ideas, thinking the puzzle stands for eternity. Unfortunately there was no support from the people he met, nothing from the puzzle itself. He didn’t give up, but the optimistic in him tried to settle down. After a handful years, he found a solution. But that yearning can’t match his life. Now he stands alone in the obvious, with the yearning, and the past. Left some places which are crowded and allowed the voices to fall apart. The silence grew stronger. Made a barrier out of ego, sorrows came uninvited. Put the mind in mess and the familiar thing happened. 
He craved for the help. No one paid a visit and eventually his dead soul escaped to the darkness.
End, realized it's whack!! 

Fine, let me ask !

I might answer this time, or every time you ask for a reply. 
I’m destined to be with my desire, even though it takes out everything I own. 
I never planned to throw away my feelings to start fresh. 
That was not a mistake, it was an offer my life couldn’t afford.
I know I’m wrong at times, but what’s the point in proving am right every time?