What about love? Is really funny how your story is about find other 'humans'. In the begining you don't know it, rather, in the childhood you maybe didn't knew, I'm sure was very hard to understand why adults falling in love. Then... you finally fall: with the pass of the days you begin to feel more interesed with a personality in particular: ''your type''. Then, when you finally find someone incredible, you believed he/she is the most interesting person that you have even meet in your whole life, why? no idea, I only know is a maddness. Now, the only thing you want is to see he/she happy, no matter how. Spending time on h/h side is simply beautiful, you want to be with he/she but isn't completely posible, why always isn't completely posible? I don't know. And then, when you understand how much you loves h/s, and you have a lovely story...everything finish, love goes to sorprise other couples, leave you completely alone taking every buttlefly in your stomach, maybe in the middle of your youth or in the finish of your marriage. But don't worry, there will be the next one, loves will come back, love always come back. Is the biggest joke created by life, isn't it? She see us across the time and space, giving out time, energy and thoughts to others, to try to find any kind of accompaniament, some kind of 'feeling', and this is what life is, a big searching, but, a solitary searching.