Being with someone.
I hate this feeling, as if I need to have someone special in my life to be happy. It’s almost as if no matter how many times I try to make myself believe being single and independent is better, every time I see that person I care about, or two other people being happy in a relationship, I start to miss it. I miss those late night calls, those sweet kisses, and that excited feeling when you see that special someone. I can’t help but feel lonely when I have no one to call my baby, no one to wish sweet dreams to, no one to make happy day in and day out.