Is it so bad to want to know if your friends are ok?
I've come to realise, quite the hard way I could say, that waiting for your friends to share with you their dreams, and hopes, and feelings, their love or their sorrow, is something quite sacrilegious. You can't possibly expect anyone to give that away to you. You are just a no one, expecting to be minded, a door never meant to be opened. It's sad to see how people think they are just so much stronger if they keep that all to themselves. It then, becomes their treasure only, and rarele are there people worth enough to get a glimpse of it.