I miss having someone asking how your day was--because they care. I miss having someone waiting for you at their place to embrace you and fuck the begeezus out of you because they need you. I miss having someone getting dolled up to impress me and smile at me with that milllion dollar high wattage beam.
I miss the flirting and knowing that someone actually may care for, love, and want me.
Oh well. Its a cold hard, nasty, and yet real world out there.
Nothing is gauranteed--either today, tomorrow, or ever. Hurray for dynamism.
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