is love real?

It should have a simple answer, but it feels like love is nothing more than desire of which some people are more fortunate to attain than others, and I just do not remember being loved by anyone, and I loved one girl for five years going nowhere, and I did not believe I could love anyone else, as words always failed me and I felt like a loser.

Now that I'm actually doing something with my life, my free time is stolen and i am all alone....and I am exhausted.

What I really hate about life is how people are so hard to please. I write music and most of my friends do not even listen to it, and i do have talent and i am a technical guitar player. However, my music is like "if a tree falls and no one hears it, does it make a sound?".

Words really hurt. Like when someone says they will be there for me, someone lies to my face.

So if I'm successful, I have no social life.

If I have a social life, I am not successful.

Either way, I have no love life.