When boy meets girl

I don't believe in coincidences nor do I even believe in luck. Everything happens for a reason, big or small, you name it all. And in the clichéd words of the many who have possibly written something like this before, it started with a hello ;)

“The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations - all of them rearranging themselves so this precise, remarkable intersection could happen. In your heart, in your bones, no matter how silly you know it is, you feel that everything has been leading to this, all the secret arrows were pointing here, the universe and time itself crafted this long ago, and you are just now realizing it, you are just now arriving at the place you were always meant to be.”  - David Levithan, Every Day

Traveller

In a recent post which I happened to chance upon on my facebook feed, there was an article which mentioned of the possibilities that humans beings (us) are not native to this planet. It mentioned of the many ailments that continue to afflict us as we strive to live on this floating piece of rock we call earth. Obviously, I find the article to be a complete joke as it's purely based on speculation. However, from another perspective, is it a joke or is there an ounce of truth to be gleaned from this article.

For I am a stranger with You,
A sojourner, as all my fathers were. 

For all the passing years in this humanly existence, I find myself, alone (in terms of human to human connections). Though you may beg to disagree but under the guise of existentialism, do you not groan in anguish of heart. Does anyone truly understand and feel like they belong in this hostile world which hides itself in its blanket of familiarity and ignorance. Some may say that friends and family do understand, but when you stop trying, does the relationship stop too?

We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone. - Orson Welles

Where do you belong?
Where do you belong when no human mind can comprehend the inner workings of your own soul.
Where do you belong when the tears are flowing and the silent cries fill the empty night.
Where do you belong when all you see are just people passing by in the happiness of their own bankroll.
Where do you belong when all you come back to is to just wait for passing by of another night.

The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth.

Who and where can I seek help from?
Who can I seek help from while seeing the many around me struggling in their own path
Where do I seek help from in this mess of a world, where people just consider you a burden

I look up to the mountains
    does my help come from there?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
    who made heaven and earth!

I am but a traveler in this foreign and strange world waiting for the time to come when He will come to bring me home.