I feel so empty. I miss being in a relationship, of that knowledge that someone loves me and the strength it gives. I miss sneaking up on someone in the kitchen, wrapping my arms around them and kissing them lovingly on the neck. Feeling their breasts and running my hands down to their hips as they melt into my arms.
If you’ve got that feeling right now, hold on to it. Don’t give it up for anything in the world. All the drunk makeouts and meaningless sex (and I’d kill for even meaningless sex right now) in the world is nothing compared to it.