"Lift up your shirt, the wound isn't there..."

[mychemicalmonki]

So, okay time has passed. The wound should be healed, right? All that should remain is a scar. But it isn't like that at all. I miss him so much. I do. I try not to, but it's not really something I can control. I may have these guys that like me or whatever, but they don't compare. If he reads these posts, which I highly doubt, I'm sure he feels great about himself. And he should because despite all the pain he continues to cause, he is a great guy. I love him, I will always love him. Or for a long time at least. I miss him, and I know that I should be happy for other people when they at least have someone to cuddle with, but I don't. Does that make me a bad person? It's just that I've been waiting for much longer to have someone to cuddle with, but I don't have anyone. I miss having someone that likes me and genuinely cares about me. I have friends, they have cuddling partners. I don't even want sex, just someone to cuddle with. Someone that will make me feel warm and special. Is that too much to ask? (eww, I'm already using cliches). And I look around and see people that have been single for maybe a week already having cuddle partners. Yeah, call it jealousy, but how else should I feel? I'm lonely and bitter. But at least I admit it. I think I have the right to be lonely and bitter, right? eh, if not, then fuck it.
The End