A man is sitting alone in his house, his life isn't going too well, he was alone before but he found a girl he grew fond of, he wouldn't stop thinking of her. He had a couple of friends, only a couple, but he knew to treasure them, he had a family, who stood by him through anything, even when he was close to death in a car accident they didn't give up on him, and he came back. Before he realised he had these people in his life, he was lonely, sad and unloved, but with them, he felt like nothing could stop him from doing anything. That didn't last long. They left him, all of them, the girl left him, moved to another place, and found love there; his friends, taken away from him in an attempt to cease him from hurting himself for their entertainment; his family chose to leave him with enough money to last him until he found a job, and he was alone again.
And so he sat alone, in an empty house, in an empty world, waiting for it to be full again. He didn't want it anymore, he hated the loneliness more than anything, he hung a rope, tight, around the chandelier; high enough for him to stand on a chair and just reach his neck to it. He knew what he was doing and figured that there was no point in living in a world with no life apart from him. He stood up, put on his 'business tie', and- there was a knock on the door, he opened it, expecting nothing, of course, he was alone and something must of fallen on it, he peered through the gap in the door...
And was surprised to see the girl.
