Lonely

  For those who have known me since my teen years, they know that I could not go a few months being single. Now, at almost 30 years old, I’ve been single for 6 1/2 years. That’s a RECORD in my book. But a part of me thinks that I’ve been single too long. I want to be held, kissed and caressed. I want to kiss someone in the heat of passion (haven’t done this since Holiday 2015) I want to hold someone’s hand. I want to wake up next to someone (idc what their gender or sexual orientation) I want to love someone and to be loved. I want to be crushing on someone (haven’t done this since Holiday 2018) I have a feeling someone may be that person and they may arrive sooner than I expect. Or they may be hidden in plain sight and I just don’t see it. Well whoever you are, whether you are at my school (University of South Carolina), my job, in South Carolina, Atlanta, or back home. Hell you may be on the other side of the world. I’m ready to take the plunge when you are. #latenightthoughts