Real.

"But really, all we want, and I speak for the entire human race here, is contact. Someone to let us know that we aren't alone. That the world isn't a dream and you and I really are happening at the same time, even if it's not in the same place. That this is real. You're really there. I'm really here. We're real.

This is real."

And this explains my life over the past few weeks. The need to be in constant contact with people. To be either texting or on the phone or with friends at every point in time. For fear of being alone.

Yet, you can have the entire world around you and still be completely alone.

I'm not emo-ing :) Just thinking.