It’s been four years. Four years. Since, well, since I was something special to someone special.

I don’t feel unlovable or inadequate. I just, I can’t get why I want to. I know all the right answers:

  • God placed the desire inside me
  • Humans are designed for companionship
  • It’s a good thing
  • I need it
  • He’s pretty hot

For some reason, I can’t get over wanting someone. I don’t mind it so much. But I’m beginning to not see the point. What’s the point? Just…What’s the point?