We don't need everyone to like us and love who we are. We just need someone with whom we can share ourselves and who will make us feel that life is worth living. Isn't that what we all are hoping for? But what if that someone came to your life at a time you least expect? Right at the time you finally decide there's nothing more to life you're looking forward to? Will you be willing to wake up again and face the world for another day or weeks or months or even a year just to have the chance to feel loved and find out what it's like to finally have someone who cares for you? Or will you, at once, be unselfish to save that person from your darkness and woe?