Its so disheartening to see the same thing out here in the real world, out of this world of words. Where we cannot, simply cannot express these emotions, not even when we reach at the brink of unimaginable pressure boiling within is, of love and despair which we have, for our loved ones, which may be near, maybe far, dead or alive, real or fictional. Its a enormous confusion of directing yourself, when you feel you have so much love to give, or when you just need love. To whom, from whom, when and how is unique to every individual on this earth. But the ‘why’ is the same. I just hope this ‘why’ is something which everyone can fulfill, in someway.