Why is it that no matter how many people we're surrounded by, we still have the ability to feel lonely? Is it just a state of mind that we have to learn to escape? Or are we truly never free from this heart wrenching disease?
It's sad really, how most of us try to fill the voids in our life with material things. Food, alcohol, books, television, ect. None of these things ever solve the problem though. The aching feeling that consumes a person. Hopelessness, gaps of utter isolation.
We aren`t alone. There`s always someone around, but we have such high expectations. We think back to the past when we had that best friend who knew us perfectly, or to the future, when we imagine the perfect soul mate who will always have our backs. The present is always lost on us.