I WantI want someone to kiss at midnight on New Years Eve. I want Valentines Day to actually mean something. I want to hold someone tight. I want someone to help me weather out this storm called life.
It's been well over a year now that I've been single. I calculated it out, something like ~98% of my life I've been alone.
I hate it.
Every time I wake up or go to sleep I think about it. Every time I try to push it from my thoughts it seeps back in. Every time I see see a couple holding hands or laughing or kissing it's just another reminder of my failures. Every time a girl glances at me in passing I fall in love for the three seconds it takes to for her to walk past me. Every. Single. Time.
I miss having something to look forward to. I miss someone actually giving a **** about what I did that day, or some stupid little story about something that happened. I miss being able to make someone I cared about happy just by being there. I miss feeling so alive. I miss it and I want it back.