I’m so tired of being alone. It’s been about a year since I have been with anyone. At first it was all about him and getting over him, then it was about building myself up again to be comfortable on my own. Well now, it’s my turn. I’m ready to be with someone, I’m ready to share my happiness with someone. I keep thinking that they will come to me if I wait long enough. So here I am waiting. Waiting for someone that I’m not even sure is coming.