Right now, there are individuals all over the world who are lonesome. They are missing somebody. They are in love with someone they probably should not be in love with. They have some skeletons in the closet you would not even believe. They wish, dream, hope, and they look out the window whenever they are in a car, bus, train and they watch people on the streets and wonder what they have been through. They wonder if there are people out there like them. They are like you and you could tell them everything and they would understand. You are never by yourself.