Notes

You, Mr.Lonely, you're the kind of person that lives in a soap bubble, that bubble tricks most people into believing that they have got you all figured out, when in fact, all what their naive minds have done is simply choose to see you from a certain angle that allows them to view that bubble as a transparent sphere, neglecting the iridescent surface and the complexity of its colors. The reason why they tend to do so is your ability to express yourself; the more you rant about how particular stuff make you feel, the more they're convinced that you're an open book, that they have successfully managed to comprehend you, but as I said, they're only viewing you from a certain angle. As you surround yourself, and yourself only, with that bubble, you're able to view the world from a distinctive, profound perspective. You seem to be tough, resisting rupture as you fly ever so gracefully, but the ones who know you best are well aware of your hidden, tender side. And last but not least, you choose to have a solitary journey, moved by life's gentle breeze, but when you find the right person, and the right person only, you decide to have your bubbles merged, enabling that person to see the real person you are.