Lonely.Ok, so I'm lonely. I get lonely sometimes- most of us do.It doesn't hurt any more- meaning that I must be 'over it'. Even if I, believe it was a stupid thing to be 'into' in the first place. It was new to me, to find someone so much like myself- I liked that. I also liked taking care of you. I liked feeling wanted- needed. I guess, in some strange way, I miss that. I miss having someone lie next to me, and wrap their arms around me. I miss feeling cared for, loved, important, special, safe. I only need some company. Someone to stay the night. Friend of foe, someone to hold me tight. They don't have to be yours- anyone's arms might do. I'd just... Rather not stay by myself tonight.