I'm lonely, but never alone.

I crave that connection, yet unable to comprehend the factor of becoming close to another.

My heart hurts from the breaking of a loved one that I wasn't destined to live my entire life with.

I ache when memories flash through my mind of all the lovely times that we shared.

I yearn for human contact but all I get is half-hearted hugs and friendly high fives.

I long for the intimacy from a brilliant mind that will fill in the gaps so I could feel a part of someone rather than apart of a larger crowd of people who would rather be someone else than to learn how to be happy with themselves.

I desire the warmth of another soul intermingling with my own, with an understanding that I might be broken but I can be mended.

I want to recapture those warm-fuzzy feelings of something new and full of possibilities.

I'd like to rekindle a hope thats been burnt out a long time ago.

A recognition that could pass through us of knowing we both have our faults but, in the end, our best selves will even that out.

As things go on we both have our issues, but I realize, in the midst of everything that I've been through, I don't want to go through this alone anymore.