Every person in this life has a different story, different things they have to deal with and answer to... different sorrows and things they are ashamed to speak of, people who have stabbed them in the back and broken their heart... With some people you can see the pain in their face, see the tears behind their eyes, and know they have been through alot... others wear a mask and hide their hurt with a smile, and their tears with laughter... some people try to make themselves happy by pretending to be, and find solitude in thinking they are doing a good job hiding the pain... Looking at a person you could never tell these things... It has been my conclusion that in this life in order to appreciate love, you need to have your heart broken at least one good time... much like the death of someone close to you makes you appreciate life that much more. the older we get the more we realize that this world is not about just us, but understanding eachother, and learning from eachother and helping eachother. Don't look in my eyes and think you know me, or what kind of person I am... Sometimes the people in this life that we think are the happiest, hurt the most. But you would never know unless you get to know them, or care enough to ask.