Invisible String

As someone who's been isolating itself and ignoring the amount of odds he can experience in love more than a painting.

And I find myself - again and again - asking the same questions that have never been answered. Would anyone even notice if I were to disappear? Would anyone miss my quiet presence? Or would I simply fade into the background, forgotten and overlooked?

Just like a painting, some people only see the surface of ones portrait but not its depth.