When the whole world starts to turn away, I never feel lonely because there are still people standing by my side to give me strength.
When God took away my only friend, I still never felt lonely, because I was only filled with hatred.
When everything I lost slowly came back, I felt lonely. It turned out that everything was just wishful thinking. The happiness that I once thought I had is just a game for others, and the dream of returning is shattered, and the real warmth can no longer be touched.