When I was 21, I always thought I could live alone all my life; I don't think anyone to love me or I don't see the need to love anyone.
I don't know what came over me in the last 2 years. I felt lonely. More lonely than ever. Seeing friends got attached at some point of their lives seemed to send a trigger into my mind. The need for a companion - to share the joys and sorrows of life.
Maybe I was just thinking too much. Good night.