What is it about us that makes us wish we could be trusted?
What makes us so long for someone to be able to see us for who we truly are? And someone who can just look at us and know what’s wrong, or what’s right. What makes us spend our entire life looking for someone to be able to talk to when we need it most, and someone who knows that they can talk to us when they need someone? Then, what makes us so mean when we try to be serious, or we say something that was meant to be a genuine offering and it just gets ignored? Why, if all I have ever been is disappointed, do I persist in my pursuit of finding that person, that best friend?