"Naked came I into the world, and naked must I go out."---Cervantes
I feel sad and desperated when I read it. But sometimes it is the answer to my loneliness. Alone came I into the world, and alone must I go out. solitude it is the real primitive situation a man has.
Is there really someone, someone who knows you, and therefore attend to you carefully. He might love trully you, but rarely understand you. Either do you. Is understanding more valuable than loved, based on the logic?
People need love and understanding to survive. If you don't understand me, do you know how to love me? You understand me, but you don't love me, what of it?
Parents, lovers, friends...I am grateful, I cherish and suffer sometimes.
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