I miss love

I'll just come right out and say it. I'm tired of being alone.

You see, I miss having someone to talk with until all hours of the night, someone to laugh so hard with that we literally start to cry, someone whose hand I can proudly hold when walking anywhere and everywhere, and someone whose eyes I can look into and instantly want to give everything I have with no hesitation and no feelings of remorse.

Having no one in my life instantly makes me recall all of the wonderful things that I truly do miss. I miss having someone to cook for, to comfort, and to give unexpected surprises to when she least expects it. I miss being there for someone, and also miss having someone to turn to when I need them the most.

I miss having someone who inspires me to be the best man I can possibly be, and whom I can inspire to be the best that they can be. I miss having dedication to something greater than just myself. I miss being an "us."

I miss star gazing on a blanket on the beach at night, having a partner to swim with, someone to share the covers with, someone to play games with, and someone to watch movies with.

I miss having a traveling partner, who can be immersed with me in places from the past or places that are quaint and relaxing.

I miss having someone to watch the waves roll in with, to watch the sunset and sunrise with and, most importantly, to say "I love you" to and always mean it.

I know deep down that my life was always meant to be shared. So now I just have to find someone willing to share it.