I’m gonna admit something here: I’ve been single for the better part of the past 4 years. It wasn’t really a conscious choice or anything, it just kinda happened, as most things do.
It’s not like I haven’t been trying to hang out with guys or whatever, because I have. I’m just waiting for that feeling. You know, that fluttery feeling you get when you see your person. Like how you feel when you catch a whiff of the hood of your sweater, and you can smell them. Because the last time you were together your hood tucked under his chin, because he’s taller than you, and some of his cologne rubbed off. It smells like campfire, and musk, and pine needles, and him. So you tuck your head into your hood to smell him again. To remember the last time you hung out together. You instantly feel so happy, and thought of, and cared about.
I’m not complaining though, at least that wasn’t my intention. You could say i’m just being self aware. Yeah, sometimes I get a bit lonely. All I really want is to hang out with someone, late at night, listening to music. That’s it.
Then I remember my friends. My close friends, my far friends, my new friends, my old friends, and I don’t feel so bummed anymore.