I miss it, you know? That "being in love" feeling. Your happiness depending entirely on somebody else. But in a good way. Not that you can't be happy without that person, but that he has the ability to make you happy just by smiling at you. Knowing both that someone cares about your happiness and that he can make it happen.
I'm not unhappy, but when I am, I miss having someone to make it right for me again. Someone to write "good morning" to. Someone to be here waiting from me when I get off the plane. Someone to make me laugh though my tears.
It's been so long, I wonder if I'll ever find someone my happiness can't run away from.