The world is made up of people, infinite people with infinitely different lives.

You and I, we are different.

Your sadness may not be my sadness.

Your happiness may not be my happiness.

Yet, the feelings that we can experience are the same, in our own little different ways.

I may never know who you are, probably never will. But I do hope, that through words, I can bring you the emotions that I hope you'll feel. So that between that vast distance, in which nothing connects us, I can close my eyes and imagine that we are both connected, with those simple words I write.