After all these years, I often wonder where you've been. Have you been in my life at all? Are you a stranger passing through? How much I wish to share my joys to hear your thoughts without a fight. After all these years, how can I feel you're a part of me? Have you seen what I have achieved, you'd see my world through different eyes. Have you felt the pain to be alone, to think of you and no one else. Now I come to you and ask that you take a part in me.

Often we live closely with a friend or family member, yet after all these years, they really don’t know what we are about. They don’t listen, they have no room for anybody else, everything is about them.