It's funny, because I never thought of myself as being alone until I met her - at the moment when I really wasn't alone. Somehow, she'd made everything I did up to that point seem like nothing more than a pitiful attempt at life. I had no family, no friends...but I never felt the burden of that. And then I met her. She craved a family. A life. And I knew that I would never be able to give her one.

I wanted her, more than anything. And I couldn't have her. And from that moment, I have been alone.

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So, who do you guys think it is?