Sometimes you had planned so much about a life with a certain person in it, that even a picture or a memory of them today can make you feel completely empty from inside. Although you were happily living your life on your own till yesterday and its been years of not being in touch with them.
Oscar Wilde said:
"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
And this
"With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy?"
And then this
"I am tired of myself tonight, I should like to be someone else"
And now someone please tell me if I am the only one who thinks his thoughts are so similar to me...
He could have been a great friend.