There's a beautiful thing about being understood. It is beautiful when words are taken in the sense you put into them.
It is not the first time I am convinced that people are always not enough or something is wrong, someone is wrong. I thought that such things can torment boys and girls in adolescence or while they are "young people", but no... This humanity is inherent in any age. It's only growing up that it stops being necessary, stops being owed. People stop looking for something stimulating, challenging and fun. Indeed, an adult inside himself is not interested in "more", he simply and truly has enough of what he has and even refuses to do much, finding it excessive.
Everyone has their own world. It is wonderful when the worlds are similar, but it is even better when your world turns out to be something bigger and better for the other person. Two people can only make this world better, the main thing is to love life without conventions.