It all boils down to perception... and hence, conviciton. I am 18, perhaps this is the age when you are too idealistic... but deep down, I feel no matter how much anyone loves you or cares for you, there still remain moments when you feel alone... there still are times when you are with people and yet, you are detached... there still remain times when loneliness enthralls you and chokes you... for come to think of it, we are all alone... for we shall die alone, and be accountable alone... beautiful people make life easier... but if you meet bad people, they are as much and as good a test for you as are the good ones.... and the "good" and the "bad" are the good and the bad by conventions, and perceptions. for within... all are one.
i think i am going off track, and perhaps not making much sense... i guess i cannot effectively say what i want to... anyway, that was a tender piece of writing.