Usually, I am okay with being alone. But then, out of nowhere, it hits me: that crushing, searing kind of pain that settles deep in your chest and spreads from limb to limb, through every inch of your body, creeping out along your skin and burrowing deep inside your bones. I can feel it prickling behind my eyes, and I squeeze my eyelids as tightly closed as I can, but it’s still there. And it burns. sometimes…I’m just fucking lonely. And it’s okay most of the time, but tonight I just want to not be alone. I want that warm weight beside me on the couch, leaning into my side while we watch bad TV, a laugh in my ear or lips on my shoulder. I just want that feeling; I want to feel loved. I want to feel like there is one person on this planet who desperately wants me in their life, and I don’t have that. And it hurts. Today, it just hurts.